Lesson for ya
• Written by E-zee
First off learn to write, WTF is that? It ain't no rap, scrap that, you ain't got no abition
A shame you did that rap crap, delete it it before you get smacked, I bet you got no one to trust
Don't write lyrics, you killin' rap physics, we got thug life, watch me and maybe you can learn something.
So much trouble you did, get rid of it, I'm swerwing over you. Sober up and do somethin'
Your window just closed if you didn't realised that, rat.
Take a picture, write a note, remember this day as a day you lost of most rapper your the worst one
Really, it is, I got people watching me, ridin in my lambo, learn the lesson
Here is another track, it's supposed to be like this. Motherfuck everyone that doesn't like it
Damn you can't rap. All of a sudden everyone is a rappe, but you ain't one. Thre is always someone who will claim he is
Never have you rapped now you do. Kill me if this is the future of rap
Go back, flashback, no respect, check your nuts before you write something like that
They don't like me but I'm sure they hate you more. Hey! Wassup? Shut the fuck up
You ain't bigger, you ain't killer, get outta here.
You should have known you done, your career was shorter than your rap, fuck it you got slapped
Don't step up to the real muthafucking rappers
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E-zee
Member since July 25 2016