Me v. You.
• Written by DJ_Prison
Mhm. Yeah.
Yeah boys, I'm in the house right now
How am I here?
I thought I just went out of the prison cell?
Well I'm a rebel and not like you,
working at taco bell.
Screw you.
I try to fly high
but when you try, you gonna die
So go ahead, cry, scream and yell "Why?!"
Don't try to dwell at a hotel because they're gonna
throw you back in the slammer
Can't get out with that hammer,
You ain't a gangster,
The only emotion you feelin' is anger,
Look over at me, with my swagger,
I look rather like a master,
The one who will kill you,
like I'm hitler and you're a jew.
You don't have a clue
who you're messin' with, I'm the king.
And when I ain't recording, I only give 2 warnings,
Cause even if you're the president I won't give two shits,
In a battle between us, there'll only be two hits,
I hit you, you hit the floor.
Score!
Your girlfriend is just a whore,
playing you for money,
Cause she ain't funny or just trying to keep you company,
Cause once I kill you, she gonna be free,
and run to me.
You're a nobody,
You're cocky.
You take this as your hobby, this
is my job, I'm the god,
and in case you forgot,
Me and my squad gonna hit the jackpot
while you're broke,
you're life's a joke,
Snorting down coke like a stupid old bloke.
I'll keep sitting high up on my throne,
with a bunch of people wanting to be my clone.
As I just spit all these bars into the microphone,
Let me give you some tips-
Do: stay away from me
Don't: fuck with me.
You're the type of person to get erect looking at a mirror,
because you own dick thinks you're a pussy.
Peace.
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DJ_Prison
Member since December 18 2016