Role Model

Step to the mic and I battle your perception

Pen meets the pad and I channel the dimensions

 

GERBS with the old school bout to make em step down

Cuz once I grab the mic I'm rippin you from the neck down

 

I'm loving my life but it ain't so lavish

I'm looking at my haters and I'm making em all vanish

 

Step aside for the literal mic gripper

You can get served but I won't be right with ya

 

Lyrics might hit ya, but the rhythm is the finisher

I won't let you through similar to a limiter

 

Yeah I miss the old Weezy yeah I miss the old Ye

Brush off insults keep spitting like Colgate

 

Take a shot like Kobain, bet it won't last long

Ears steaming red yeah I'm on my last straw

 

Emcees step first prepare for the beating

Cuz you get fucked up, Always nutting like a vegan

 

What can I say when I finally blow up?

Get invited to the Grammys and never show up?

 

Hold up now, let me back track

Gotta get up on team backpack

I don't wanna hear your wack ass rap out your damn ass crack

 

My eyes are dilated, I use it as evidence

That I'm on top of the game, rock it like sediments

If I'm the subject then who's the predicate

Show em a gold flow that's so elegant

 

The fingas on the trigga

Got a vision to get bigga

You ain't showing figures when I'm rolling with my pals