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[part i]

[intro]
you’re a gangster? that’s not how i see it
you’re a fricking liar, turn around and beat it
haha
you may thank me, you might just think this is just cr-ppy
but i’ve made a rap beat before
take a seat, but please just don’t ignore
you’re allowed to bop your head, tap your feet
as long as ya listen

[verse 1]
lost in my thoughts like a bird that never sings
the brain is like a cage with ideas for wings
weighed down by the cr-p society brings to the face
and expected to roll with whatever toothpaste
i see teens on the bench, in the park, with beats
same character, no originality
same teen but without his personality
flipped expectations over to reality
old past police brutality
repeated so fathom’ly as if it happened so valiantly
and, because of this fallacy, you’re playing the same parody
keep staring like you really wanna marry me
try to balance with gr-ss before you break for ‘guarantee
you’re so lethal you just never liked the saddle seats
remember, safety’s the very first priority
apparently, i’m embarr-ssing, you’re ego’s like a galaxy

[hook]
you’re a gangster? that’s not how i see it (nah)
you’re a fricking liar, turn around and beat it (go!)
umma be the rapper that looks undefeated (undefeated!)
you’re a little woof and i will repeat it (haha!)
lift that counter up before you ruin yourself (ay)
why you gotta threaten? they keep pooing themselves (why?)
umma be more dapper like i’m undefeated (oh!)
you’re a little woof and i’ve just repeated (haa!)

[verse 2]
you’re a night sky with no stars, like a stranger
you’re a frickin’ power ranger with no powers
paid hourly with more bars than me (ha)
stranger danger!
thought you were being you but you are cowardly
a faker who knows not to confess, ‘see
your aggression will never impress me
you’re addicted to bars, but not like i am
you’re convicted millions of times, you’re still high (d-mn!)
here is the essence of a bad man
be serious when hitting with that trash can
try- try running in you’re time or catch me if you can
pull your sleeves up and i can see your pants! (ayy!)
nanny’s baked a batch, you say “suck that!”
you would rather consume from a big truck that
carries a bad bag of sweets for your insanity
looks like there’s gonna be profanity
it’s your first time and you think that you might just try
with your thirst dying for that dust why-
do you still keep mosquitoes to suck blood out
deep into ingredients to see just how-
to keep you so happy with your trust? now-
you keep making a fuss about how you’ve got clout
faking you’re sober, you forgot how
try to break into a house but it’s your’s now
he needs some milk now but needs a milk cow
he keeps breaking down so feed him milk! pow!
he’s a goner gone away from the scene
maradona but mean with no sense of stability
are you kidding me?
as soon as i help, you’re k!lling me?
you think you’re winning swinging but i never swing that way
here, let me try with my punch-line
sorry, i was joking, you’re still getting angry! (getting angry!)

[hook]
you’re a gangster? that’s not how i see it
you’re a fricking liar, turn around and beat it (yeah)
umma be the rapper that looks undefeated (oh!)
you’re a little woof and i will repeat it (haha!)
lift that counter up before you ruin yourself (ay)
why you gotta threaten? they keep pooing themselves (why?)
umma be more dapper like i’m undefeated (ha!)
you’re a little woof and i’ve just repeated (haha!)

[hook]
you’re a gangster? that’s not how i see it (nah)
you’re a fricking liar, turn around and beat it (beat it!)
umma be the rapper that looks undefeated (go!)
you’re a little woof and i will repeat it (go!)
lift that counter up before you ruin yourself (ay)
why you gotta threaten? they keep pooing themselves (why?)
umma be more dapper like i’m undefeated (yeah)
you’re a little woof and i’ve just repeated (haa!)

[part ii]

[verse 3]
i’m black but i’m white though
with the facts, i wanna write loads, in these tracks, i recite poems
i’m showing my flow when i got to fight foes
oh, you want me to be polite, bro?
and get stabbed in the back with a sharpened knife? no
or let you track me down like a charging rhino?
while i practically fight those in my own life
so many attack my behind, don’t i-
now have to write flow like i-
rap as if i’m ranting every plan that’s relevant
instead of mind, i’m fed with energy; methamphetamine
the benefits are there again, spit so rapid, i make an elephant
forget what the f-ck i’m telling him with the adrenaline
and can we get a kid that never gets to think
that every rapper has to mumble like they cannot ever think?
randomly having a tantrum over nearly seven hits
6ix9ine with every b-tch! get it?
don’t use females like some abusive retail
and get the f-cking preg-a-nant
when prost-tution crosses over to cost illusion
rats! i forgot the lubricant!
thanks for your contribution!
you’ve gotta wash in the mosque; ablution
i’m sorry that you’re nauseous, but i say thank you
i think i’ve just got the chills; it’s shane dawson
i’m rewarding oscar with a bronze statue, and it’s still
(mumbling with autotune)
it feels i’m ill with sk!ll
is real estate more important than pills, dr phil?

- feziboy

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