Untitled Song
• Written by stylena
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highschool wasnt the best time of my life
judging my popularity by my facebook likes
maybe the fact I didn't get many girlies implied
that i was lame as fuck, and always went fried
Milwaukee, just another battle
sit the fuck down i herd you like cattle
your raps are so slow you be called a turtle
you guys will be asking how the fuck he rhymed purple
I got bad vibes my idea of politics
they all fucking suck and make me really sick
and I know that the bombs they hear, tick tick
in Afghanistan, suicide bombers are fucking pricks
I rapping on that modern shit you never heard about
flow so hot it'd be spit out a dragons mouth
Maybe it's time you heard when I shout
sit the fuck down it aint your time now
I be rapping all these bars like nothing to it
it aint hard, retard, you just need wit
and take your fucking raps and beat em with a blitz
it'd be chessy but dont fucking quit
take that little boy down town to see a clown
he be crying and freaking out like chris brown
without the beating, you know he be treating
all them girls he be in love with his heart beating
maybe its time you sit the fuck back and listen
because this rap shit has fucking risen
get your feet up of the floor like you lazarus
its now legal cross the nation to be like you, glamarous
but maybe you should understand exodus
before you talk shit like you had eno ugh
you aint, your pain tolerance is better
than some of the words you steal from Webster
you know what that means, thats the dictionary fella,
your literacy so shit and cant be trusted you be yelling, STELLA, STELLA
no one hears you, im the alpha
is the reason you cant rap because you got asthma?
maybe its time to fucking respect
i think you turned out fucked becaue your parents neglect
you a wreck, you dont do anything except
suck some dick, the guys named rick, you fucking sick
but my raps are slick, awp shots i flick
and i make those girlies wanna lick
you are a nignog straight from progue
you better believe you should get lost before you get flogged
You dont understand that icy shit yet
but the problem is i make yo girli wet
its set, i leave this battle swept
I had so much bullshit i had to vent
comprehend yet, whats the matter
you seamed pretty fine till the blood splattered
on the floor, you acting like you mattered
leave you on thje ground with your ribs shattered
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stylena
Member since June 27 2015