Risen and Rare
• Written by YungTrapGod
Keep it trill,
I'm the white Lil Bill,
Don't fuck with Cosby,
I wanna fuck Mary Crosby,
My girls skin like coffee,
For the children, like Raffi,
Open a ho's box of sunshine,
Drunk on moonshine,
In a forest of pine,
The game is mine,
The world is mine,
I been amazing since birth,
Ain't goin' out early, no Kurt,
I ain't Cobain,
I'm the white Coltrane,
Ahead of my time like Coltrane.
Whack MCs still make it big,
Sell a yam, sell a fig,
Fuck Prince Ea,
Pretentious is he,
Hip-hop ain't, Wu-Tang forever,
I'm forever,
So Hip-hop can't die,
You can't rap, don't try,
Spoken word about a bunch of bullshit,
Acting like Twitter dangerous like a bullet,
You're so damn whack,
Shut up and step back,
Shoulda kept the mic in the shoebox,
Whack music make me wanna OD on crack rocks,
I gotta school this fool and all the others,
I'm the one you were warned about by your mothers.
These ho's wishy washy,
Drive-by on blue Yoshi,
Gun down your whole crew,
Spare you,
Live with survivor's guilt,
Don't give a fuck I'll kill you in a kilt,
Use your girls ass as a quilt,
Drag you through the silt,
Pray to Waka Flocka Flame,
One day he'll my name,
So will you,
I'ma bring my whole crew,
Snow Gang,
Ain't a show gang,
We're reality,
Street ,no formality.
I got a Skrillex looking girl,
In my Lambo, let's a whirl,
My girl looks like Lightning,
But she's far from my final fantasy,
Ruthless like a viking,
No need to get antsy,
Artist like Banksy,
Got your girl screaming, banshee,
Magic like Exuma,
Bitch I might consume ya,
Might switch up my style like Boris,
I'm a poet like I'm Horace,
When it comes to skills, I'm a millionaire,
When it comes to money, I'm nearly there,
Eatin' honeys like a yellow bear,
Call me steak, coz i'm risen and rare.
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YungTrapGod
Member since September 29 2014