the rap game just isnt what it used to be
and im gettin tired of people aint used to me
i used to be unrelentless
i say what i mean, what i just said, yea i ment this
i used to be around a lot and such
but got caught up smokin a dutch
maybe if i wouldve smoked a white owl, it would burned faster
im not in last or even close to it, am i to fast or?
should i slow down for these fake ass new emcess
who be doin these, fake ass raps and be explainin these
wack ass lines, bitch hold the parenthesces
and what i spit, rappers couldnt get a tenth of these
i dont mean to sound cocky or to start braggin
but these rappers r like nice tits, they start saggin
after a while, they just are so irrelevent
the L is lit, so take a hit, this weed is hell from sent
yea i know, im oh so gramaticly incorrect
but my dick directs itself when its errect
u best errect a new building in my name
u on the low, i get that high fame
aint touchin my lane
im like the fast lane
all i want is cash, brain
im gunna catch up anyhow, so u might as well stop when your ahead
before its my semi automatic, glock up at ya head
trigger pulled, bullet exits from the chamber to the barrell
im gettin high as the notes up in a christmas carrol
and if u cant tell that in the present, im presntly fucked up
than chances r u probably sucked nut
at least once in your life, wethere past, present or furute
and if u dont bring a present than im gunna shoot ya
who ya? u aint even on my fucken radar, or in my zone
rappers shittin on my doorway and pissin in my throne
that aint cool, i dont ever like to see some disrespect
i twist ya neck, i split ya deck
i shuffle you, i muzzle crews, i and in the duffle u
lie, im all about my chips so let me ruffle you
and in a scuffle you just back down just like a coward
im light bright, just ballin like dwight, call me howard
and iv been typing for a couple of minutes or seconds
but i did this accapella, and still beat the beat down to wreckons