[spoiler=Have fun] Now im here to save this generation of rap
Because lyricists nowadays only write crap
Does this really belong to this generation
Lyrics look whack like anal penetration
Imma fucking sing that my Ho's are white my bitches are black
who the fuck writes these things, are you on crack?
It doesn't make you better if your low
Noone likes faggots who likes cocks they can still blow
There used to be a time
where everyone respected your rhyme
You made your lyrics something people can relate to
Now they dont give a fuck, but hate you
But all these other rappers just laugh at you, thats true
Because they know there is no competition to go with you
Now try to see the business through my view
All you other see through the eyes of the blue;
Now you see everything I say is real,
I work my ass off, while Rick Ross enjoys his happy meal.
Every note that I scratch, every lyric that I drop,
is worthless, you know like out of the shop
There are still some motherfuckers with a tank top,
Screaming "I like bitches and I fucking hate this cop"-
Im talking about YMCMB group, pick one of the boys.
They are all so god damn making funny-ass noise.
They were broke as fuck
But the way they came up
Made their first million ain't that a bitch
Planning on leaving the industry when rich
Making shitty music that isn't even rap and asking not to pirate their worthless shit
cause you know every download decreases their cashpile, they are afraid to lose it
Meanwhile there are people starving in Africa, you hear Wayne?
You know that? You do eh..? Then why the fuck did you just bought an airplane
So you think all this is a motherfucking game?
This question that I asked to myself was a rethorical question,
do you even know what it means, i'mma give you suggestion
Oh wait it, you dont know that suggestion is really allusion.
Now you see why using complicated words makes you look like a retard?
Using them correctly isn't as easy as it might seem, it's hard, but look
Well i'mma give you an advice what you can buy with your rice, it's called a book
You see it's a thing where you can acquire some new words,
also soon you might be able to know basic math, like 2 plus 2 or twothirds.
There is also one clown called Soulja Boy,
real motherfucking hip-hop decoy
And im still waiting for you to diss hopsin - the mastermind of lyrics
You said if he blew up, you'd beat him with your rap skills basics
God damn man, when i heard that I was on the floor laughing my ass off.
Hopsin will kill your ass lyrically even with one cough.
You little hobo, fucking dickless piece of shit
How could you ever diss him bitch?
You know soulja, are fucking menace to society,
writing some word off another man's masterpiece with anxiety,
And your ak fourtyseven song was chill
Said by your mom, she was broke as fuck
when I picked her up
And your mother did me for a 5 dollar bill.
Now she's rich and can afford an abortion pill.
But man you know the drill
Your mother can't have an abortion here, you have to move to brazil.
At least we can get rid of your skinny ass
I just realised - I made a favour for the mass.
Man, when you're leaving I can ever pay for gas
You should switch your corny ass rap to jazz
Brazil is the perfect place for a jazz practise,
There are lots of deserts, find a cactus
Noone wants to hear from you ever again
Well I hope you get killed by huntsmen.
So theres this fat kid, named Rick Ross,
Driving million dollar mercedes and you're a boss.
Have you ever came across,
that there is a foundation named red cross
Donating a mercedes would make you rise from this moss,
Isn't that what you want? why not? no?
Okay then, go ahead and spend it on a ho
Thinking rapping bout fast cars makes you pro
Flow makes you pro, but you dont have it, piss off, now go
But want to see something I know?
You ain't got shit your belt below.
You're always rapping and yapping about your dick's like "whoa!"
But why hasn't your pubic hair hasn't started to grow?
You ask how do I get out from this unfortunate will,
Because the help I got from Dr. Phil,
Wasn't the help I needed,
But now my phone number limitation is exceeded
While you were tearing your head,
I was laughing at bed
So call a surgeon, tell him you are a virgin
Get your dick got off, but now you can't jerk off
So theres a solution found by mr hasslehoff
Just take your pinky, put it in your stinky,
Until you feel little kinky, but don't stop, its hot
You are about to reach your g spot,
I dont know if it works but it the knowledge that I got
from the internet, just do what I taught
Try not to get caught doing in a parking lot
cause you'll be put in a jail, and they will take a mug shot
with one ugly ass face rot.
And people like prisoners there will widen your coin slot,
Great prison slut, fucking you till your asshole is hot
Then your expansion slot will be wider than umberlla, if not
Then atleast it is going to be wider than fishermans knot.
You would make a great bitch, everyone would buy your service a lot
But this is a place where you really belong,
dont ever come to stage with this ching-chang-chong.
You fat selfish dickless bastard,
Eating McDonalds, my level is 99 - now im mastered.
But now im out and there is no doubt,
That you can ever compete with me, try to beef with me
I'll end you before you know and i'mma make you go on your knee
Then you'll be sorry and beg me not to end your worthless career
But I don't give a fuck because you destroyed hip-hop, dickless queer
Now your whining is just like a breeze that ain't even shaking the trees
but i dont give a fuck, you still smell like cheese.
Meh, midagi kiiret:d
