Talent:
I'm tired of listening and reading about cats that claim they can rap
when all they talk about is hoes, money they ain't got and heat that
they can't pack so just face the facts all yall is whack nigga my little
brother could rip all yall on a track my bass thump so loud it will flip
all yall on ya back so you could turn in your grave my rhymes so hot
that before you start reading them they burn in your face so now you
know that your whole journey's a waste you can hang up freestlyling
before they turn your way and then just turn you away......
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Fake niggas
two faced niggas
couldn't come out with nonthing hotter than this if I gave you two days
niggas
can't stand gay niggas
owe me money but don't pay niggas
If you really want to know the truth I think all you cats is fake niggas.
Talent:
I hope none of yall trying to get a record label you could barley get
a job at a low class resturaunt trying to set the tables nigga who set your
goals better yet who set your fables you jelous of me uh oh another
Kane and Able but this time it's the opposite I'm the freestyle king
ain't no one stopping it yall come on here and just start popping lips
think you bad cause you claiming folk, slobs, or crips that's a negative
HIV is the only thing about you that's positive you need to stop your
lyrics cause they getting norrogitive i'm similar to a puzzle piece and
ain't nobody solving this gotta let you know that fake niggas is my
only problem snitch......
(Chorus)x2
Fake niggas
two faced niggas
couldn't come out with nonthing hotter than this if i gave you two days
nigga
can't stand gay niggas
owe me money but don't pay niggas
