The RapPad Square Dance Feat. Ge...

I'm not the new kid in town no more,

I've been kicking down doors,

Making thugs shit in they drawers,

If you pussies think you want more

Then come at me with your best lines,

It's safe to say they won't test mine,

Fuck Hospin vs. tech nine,

Talk about my verses next time.

Like, "Who disses better, RoslanSkeet or Ruby?"

Cause I wouldn't take a win from her, she'd just hand it to me.

Just like TheDonOfWar did cause he's a fucking pussy,

But he taught ya'll a lesson: you don't ever wanna push me.

I'll diss you over something stupid,

Even if you didn't do it, ask McKoo, look at his bruises, he ain’t even diss me but that shit still happened to him.

My massacre of rap’s ensuing, beef after beef, I’m laughing through them, leaving rappers black and blue and I’m not even tired yet.

I’m always gonna fire back, I’ll have you lying on your back in Tony Stewart’s tire tracks.

What the fuck you smiling at? Roslan is redefining rap, I’ll rip all your tracks in half without leaving your life intact.

 

Don’t even act like you don’t like our shit,

That don't explain why you all ride our dicks.

Lock up your wives, and hide your kids,

It’s the RapPad Square dance, we coming right in.

 

I'm in the middle of a room for squares

Leaving people puzzled with confusing stares

I'm a rubix cube causing you to lose your hairs

What's a 2x4 to a 3x3 your tomb's prepared

I pedal to the work while I meddle with your peddle

Pulling strings like Geppetto

Leave ya strung like puppets lest you forget though

Put that in your retinal, your mental, get the memo

My headshots on this site are unseen

Got red dots for headshots right on mc's

Get ready for red on the scenery cause dead's where you need to be

And fly like cloudy heads on some greenery

 

Zero to one hundred, I'm takin one to three

Fuck the Batmanmajor, I joined the justice league

I'm servin tongue in cheek, so try and stomach me

I'm feelin numb to heat but I ain't done yet skeet

Bitches get off my dick, this aint planet D

Yeah my rhymes are sick, but you got damaged knees

It's Me, Skeet and Chosis you should have come equipped

Gee man and the Dopest, on that funky shit

You all think you're movin, but were the ones in motion

Killin tracks while I'm focused, still intact and I’m potent

Ya’ll just twistin fact's, I'm the realest and you know it

No more bullshit tracks, were takin over so quote it

 

Don’t even act like you don’t like our shit,

That don't explain why you all ride our dicks.

Lock up your wives, and hide your kids,

It’s the RapPad Square dance, we coming right in.

 

 

It’s the RapPad Square Dance,

It’s been built with our bare hands,

We’re the best there’s ever been,

But I’m sure you’re aware of that.

Give me a drum beat and blunt hit,

And I’ll turn your weak ass production,

No skill track into the next number one club hit.

If you wanna fuck with me, grab a number and get in line,

It’s dissing time, R70’s my next victim, that little bitch is mine,

I’ll cross the line and dot both his eyes, kick his ass and leave him outside for the cops to find before I let him diss me again, tryna gloss my shine,

Mother fucker musta lost his mind, coming at me all the time,

I guess I can fuck him up just one more time.

 

Don’t even act like you don’t like our shit,

That don't explain why you all ride our dicks.

Lock up your wives, and hide your kids,

It’s the RapPad Square dance, we coming right in.

 

Lucid (wants to square dance with me.)

Dynamic funk (wants to square dance with me.)

RandyRhino (wants to square dance with me.)

Ruby (wants to put her hands on Skeet.)

GetMoney (won't square dance with me.)

TheDonOfWar (won't square dance with me.)

EternalCrew (might square dance with me.)

RapPad (can't get enough of Skeet.)