Old School Savior
• Written by Kila-B
Kila-B's Notes
im not completly done with this song but its gonna be straight verse no chorus.
Old school rapper in a new school body
But im still in school “School Lobby
Good grades i dont care but rap is grade A
Straight A student in the school of the game
15 year old high school kid with red hair
But I don’t care ill beat a trick up anywhere
You should be aware that I don’t ever get scared
I don’t back down from a fight I will accept a dare
But you all be aware I don’t take stuff lightly
I will fight if I have to so if you want to Fight me
The start stuff and watch the crowd sit down G
Pin you on the ground and start the ground and pound see
All these stupid people want to fight with the Irish master
We will see how far that one goes ill be you all faster
Practice your skills practice makes perfect but see
Was it worth it to get beat up over some dumb diss
Humongous that’s the term for my rap skills
Pay bills get real lets all make a deal
I already made one with the devil to get all that I have
Yeah its like that I want to succeed so I did anything to lead
Been beat but still get up on my feet I don’t retreat
From nothing that’s in my way finish you for relief
Fall back from beef I think not I hit the streets
Go on and say how im a sucky rapper and get hit
Throw a fit and get hit by the master with dope shit
Im the master you have a hard time with the craft sir
Boom shot you dead in the back ya life zoomed
Right past you and you got crap now to get Through
Vroom Vroom Get out of the street dude really move
I don’t like you so fuck it ill run right over you
Now your in the hospital in critical condition
Im ambitious your rap skills are fictitious
Lyricism soup I will eat you and break through
And when im done deserts right around the corner
A battle you say sir please explain to me further
How many you have won and home many your the loser
Rap Bruiser they call me when they see me walking by
Wave back and tell them die jack fuck your crap
Shhh You hear that i hear nothing
Thats because the stuff you call rap it isnt something
Im Giving it all that i got you thugs all get dropped
Im the stuff that pops ill be hot when im off my rocker
Drop her when im 60 years old i still wont stop for
Nothing i will live life like papa doc was
The Docter said for me to slow down the pace
But this is a race im racing the rap game
You rap shame me im rap fame im never lame
Straight verses for 2 minutes im on that stage
Im on my own level that stuff will never change
Rearrange your face with skaters pain
Be on my level or just go away Can you
No you cant so leave while you can
ill be here all day dont try to pull a scam
Because it just doesn't work like that brotha
i got a brotha from anotha motha wuzzup
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Kila-B
Member since August 15 2014