[Verse 1] I love hip hop give props this isnt a game Homie just stop its not really in your veins You exist as a disgrace just to get some pay Its like youre spitting in the face of the image of the greats This isnt just a phase, man I live this everyday You were getting in the way now Im sitting in your place Im gifted in a way to what Ive written on the page Is so deep, its like youve transcended into space Is so clean, its like youve been swimming in a lake Is so sweet, its like youve just bit into a cake And this is just a taste of my lyrical display If I gave you any more youd go mental or insane All the ignorant restraints would go missing in your brain And like equivalent exchange all your images will change From you listening to Wayne, to listening to Dre Its like inception, minus crazy women and the trains This is just a shame, rap is different today All Im hearing now is ignorance, how is this getting played Every lyricists is plain, what theyre spittin is the same Rap has perished its apparent now theyre pissing on the grave Makes me clinically deranged, cuz Im in a different lane I wanna hit em in the face till theyre limping with a cane My mission isnt changed, rapping sick until my name Isnt Mentioned in the same frickin sentence as you lames [Verse 2] ...I feel the effort that Im Giving is a waste Just want respect for all the messages Im Mixing to this tape Dont wanna hear about your chain, You should slit into your veins Just So, When you pass away. You wont be Getting in the gates A warrior on tracks, Ill leave Any beat slain Dont stand in my way, or Ill make pure Calamity rain Man is he sane? Every line is Damaging brains ...Spitting ridiculous lyrics till all Sanity breaks Your raps are pitiful, your entire familys shamed Youre that despicable, heard Better rhymes from danity kane I Guarantee pain cuz I will fight for everything And you will never see me stop like Final fantasy games Im killing this session, watch me rip it to segments Every tenth of a second is like september eleventh Dont enter my presence, If youre not getting the message Ill give you a present, my hand in a fist where your head is Youre just a peasant a modern day intergrader A follower bitter hater, a model of imitator Ill stop you from getting paper, Ill incinerate ya Add a bit of flavor, then Ill place ya on my plate for dinner player Ill chow down like a vicious gator Put the rest in my refrigerator so I can finish later Amazing writing form with the pens and papers Shock value like lightning storms and defribulators
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