Wack

Wack! Straight outta 217 I'm representing us properly

Fuck your rumor I'm back, me and my boys making this a camaraderie

Adrenaline pumpin' like I'm about to commit an armed robbery

And if you are so blind that you cannot see

I ain't Em or Hopsin no that's just not me

Half my family and friends on top of me

like, "Yo why are your raps so fucking sloppy"

All you do bum around, yea quit trying to stop me

What do I gotta do, get down on my knees and plead?

Why are you ignoring us so deliberately?

Oh god honey I think he's high on that marijuana weed

Railin off my tracks my minds gotta sickening

bitch you don't like me then walk away quickly

swiftly, now don't look back ya might start to miss me

stop listening, waiting anxiously like sitting under a christmas tree

I'm inhuman, I work differently

Rewired to get inspired by shit that don't mean shit,

Bitch you ain't shit to me!

Everyone thinking I'm weird and fake even though I'm making history

All because I don't run around for my own sake

yelling "Yo look at my money, I got stacks in the bank!"

This skill don't come so easily, you gotta have what it takes

My raps aren't cheesy, I ain't no Eazy-E, that's not the shit I create

Since age eight I was filled with this venomous hate

Not blinded by ignorance cause that's when I learned about fate

I was lied to and told death is the reason we wait

God's coming to get us, ok homie just don't be late

But Ben I don't don't think you realize what's at stake

What you think that storm in your mind will just fucking dissipate?

Nah It's getting worse, your cursed in this crazed state

And if your patient you'll be the one taking the cake

But make no mistake when it's time to deck the halls

it'll be the good times they remember, not when you shot yourself in the jaw

But in September you took your life once and for all

Leaving everyone just star-struck in awe

Fuck! now this insanity's got me by the balls

Trippin hard as fuck all up and down these walls

I'm in another universe no idea where I am at all

Living in this bag of meat standing 6 foot tall

I got problems but I don't know who to call

Left hopeless in a car about to stall

World's got me on my hands and knees like when I first learned to crawl

Sitting on my baby ass starting to bawl

Where's my mommy? Think I just got left forgotten in a shopping mall

Then a worker comes to help, you guessed it she represents music

She picks me up when I fall, skinny as a toothpick

couldn't stand up after abusing dope and shit

falling right back over like a hollow broomstick

These lines are from my mind, not others, so don't confuse it

Think through every line, don't studder, and quit acting stupid!

Now follow your heart from the start cause you only are who you are

Society will set you apart

you'll succeed if you think smart, learn how to use rap as an art

Try to be real, not just top of the charts.

You're dealt a random hand in life, you don't control the cards

Go out and do something in your strife, stop drinking yourself dumb at the bar

Worthless faggot put down that knife! stop filling your lungs up with smoke and tar

Remember that night when you sat alone in your car?

Staring in fear in the mirror realizing you don't know who you are anymore

Suddenly that weed falls out of the jar on the floor

you question wasting money on those papers at the store

Oh shit, now you don't wanna party no more?

What's different than before?

Hey, why aren't you trying to score with that whore?

See the drugs changed you, not just physically but in spirit too

Quick acting surprised like to your ears this is new

It's not and you know that it's true

This world will kill you if you let it slip right on through.

Then next thing you know you'll be getting the boot

Oh shoot, now I'm kicking it through to the next level

How do you worship God when you're just controlled by the devil

Just like when you're plucking the last fucking pedal off of a living flower

Now tell me where's your true power

Sitting in the corner tweaking hour by hour

Nigga that's like trying to bake with no flour

You're minds gone sour

Snorting coke behind that couch in which you're starting to cower

You coward, no excuses don't say a word

Don't forget you're the one pulling the bullshit that's so absurd

I don't even know how to rhyme I don't wanna rap no more

Drink a quick Snapple to get my lines like Macklemore

winding up left next to the back door after a fight that left your muscles tore

Then waking up in the morning sore next to a damned dead blonde whore

Think you took it a little overboard?

Fame made me self-absorbed mesmerized by the gold I wore

Winding up more poorer than before

What happened to the rap game you said you would restore?

Rhymes can pop off from the top but true rap comes from the core

But what about those verses you made on that website

Yea that shit's tight but not enough to land you in the lime light

They say it's not normal for me to be rapping because I am white

But my skin color doesn't matter, even if I'm the whitest in sight

Evil like the opposite of the Dark Night in the darkest night under a bright street light

Cause I pour blood and tears into the lyrics that I write

I want to be MY words you begin to recite

And yea Hop took the bar from Kendrick and set it to a new height

Too bad that dawg is unauthentic all bark with no bite

Now see? don't underestimate me I won't take flack

I'm like the Bill Gates of rap, this games for me to hack

Soon I'll be taking over, there's no time to look back

I'm a nineteen year old middle-class upstanding white kid who would have guessed that?

"Hey man are you signed by Aftermath?" Nah, fuck that

Fool you best step back before you get bitch slapped

or get knocked out, shh time for you to take a nap

while I rock out with my cock out

Now now, don't cry and pout

Cause this rap is just a warm-up, we haven't even reached the workout

So sit down, shut up and follow the crowd

My voice might be soft but my rap's lyrics are loud

When I'm gone I'll leave without a trace, without a sound

If not I'll be in a rage at the world in which I'm caged like in a dog pound

But you'll see before then I'll rule the underground

Shit, I'm already the best rapper in my home town

You'd have to be the dumbest fucker around to through down

Nobody can mimic my style and my sound

My career ain't a gimmick I'm no clown

Truthfully ya'll are cool cats, but I'm a hound

Soon you'll be on your hands and knees begging please

so save time and just get down

Before I hit the sack ya'll should know that I'm bringing new rap

better than the last stack of bull crap

That you thought would land you on the hip hop map

You know what that is? that's the shit they call Wack!