And What?

y'know... theres so many people out here who chat shit.

they always say shit. but.. they never do shit...

see while youre chatting online, flexing for your friends,

im out here putting music on the streets.

where the fuck are you homie? Hit me up...

 

yeah I got little bone to pick with homo pricks,

who never shut their mouth until theyre clogged shut with dicks

it must be this, always posing hard until the photo clicks,

Their rappings shit, its monotone and you got one hit

41k views well whoopay and touche,

Keepnit real you say well I don't ever play

oh wait you got 21 likes and its been up a month,

Please stop now. You've done enough

keep spitting these writtens till you get in a predicament

im not gonna finish this till you get on your knees

an realise you're fantasizing

catch another track from me, its like a free vasectomy,

emasculated while you waiting patiently for zones to blow,

its not going nowhere just like your career,

you rhyme weak syllables like diarrhoea,

why do I care if your mummys here

aint nobody care if you check your mail,

that's why you wont "prevail"

who the fuck uses a term like that?

its like a doctor Zeus book Cat in the Hat

why do you make no sense please answer that,

I'm on the loose, you ready for a torrent?

I don't care about tomorrow,

popping xannys left and right like my life was shortened,

all this Xanax in my mouth and nose

means everything I spit is dope

shoulda died from overdose got off the ropes

I can take any hope you've got and crumble it till you drop

im the hardest thing around here over theres a rock,

youre stuck, cant get out cant get uck,

we all know about the parties where you follow girls consciously

until their conscience leaves,

pick em up beneath a tree then get slapped and have to leave

shit I ain't even supposed to be here by the grace of God

Now how fucking irritated are you,

how much in your face am I?!

tryna stay real but you'll say slash it with a hatchet?

really that's a new one, i'll go back and find my matchstick,

flame you down ill take the crown,

take the tiara off your head and ram it down under your brow,

take that fucking stupid hat with you,

youre not with the shits so why you tryna be it,

only shit you know is what your in and its deep,

youre ignorant on the beat, you got nothing new to say,

stoner tunes or singing blues, I'm bored man change the tune

im not you, you don't know me, you don't own me,

youre not obie trice to be spitting killer rhymes,

come here with the big hat and sunglasses

you can get glassed, im nasty on the mic,

take a little vicadin and spin a little trouble in,

im probably going crazy, call me slim shady I don't even care,

you don't know what fuck is going on up here,

I been through shit you only dream about,

my nightmares are scarier than anything you've been through,

head over to Whitgift and put your head through a window,

what you gonna do with those skinny arms,

you cant cause harm to me or my dogs,

my bars sound like I'm lifting off

your bars sound like you jacking off,

get your jacket off its fake,

its too late to say what you wanna say,

I've said it all, put it all in your way,

I am a junky, I do like druggies,

I do go to private school and no my mum don't love me,

watcha gonna say now? left you scratching your brain now

maybe you should stick to modelling,

cos your rapping don't look great now