Battle Rap 4

Finding a more deeper meaning in my thoughts

i dont wanna be nas, i dont wanna be bigg, i dont wanna be 'pac

I wanna be me, but recognized by rap and all of hip hop

i wanna milllion dollar wristwatch and a ziploc of that tiptop,

shelf, so you better raise the bar or i'll knock you off your flipflops

i'll paralyze you with these rhymes and then sell you at a giftshop

ill roast you with my flow that'll burn until your damn skin pops

fuck the police, gon have to catch me i dont take nothin from a bitch cop

i really hate the govenment for not banning that cancer spreading shit crop

but yet the cure for all disease is banned by these trick bops

Reagan and his fucked mental state banned the weed from going pip plop

i mean growing and becoming the truest motherfucking trip crop

meanwhile im selling my mixtapes .zip just to afford to get that zip off

but theres more than that so sit down shut up and keep your legs criss-crossed

i mean this shit is a sellout lets grip glocks, bitch i'll snap your trigger finger in six spots

than me and your bitch's lips locked, yo ass got shoe boxed bro, at least with a Jordans sick top.