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Seth Sentry

Seth Sentry Rapper Tag #38

 

Seth Sentry Rapper Tag #38


Yo
So cheers to Solo for the tag
I know it's been a minute since you saw me spit a rap
I'm tryna write this album with a boulder on my back
Yeah, I'm sure I'll have it done before the zombies all attack, brains
You know if only you were as dope as what you act
I'd probably take you out the fucking trash folder on the Mac
A lot of rappers spitting solely for the cash
My man, Admiral Ackbar, told me it's a trap, look
It's quite obvious that my confidence
Has skyrocketed since my Twitter got to five followers
Honestly, two pockets of lint and a giant shopping list
This is the excitement and drama my life often is
You're on your hustle and your grind
While you were making coin, I was puffing on a dime
The album's coming, though, I told you all to wait a minute
Rapper's that are whack stay silent like the "H" in it
I'm made for this; I grew up in a glass tube
That's why I'm really no good at doing dance moves
My diet's full of cigarettes and fast food
I wear the same clothes every day like a cartoon
Some people say I rhyme kind of sick
But Jordan Paris writes all my shit, despite what you think
I'm not an MC, nah, you got it backwards
I am just a lazy motherfucker that can rap good
I'm ether, yeah, either
My image is all a gimmick or simply follow the leader
I'm neither, this shit is more of a hobby
So quit calling me poppy as though it means something
I drunk Baileys from a shoe
Tried to spank the monkey got kicked out the zoo
Play on words there, yeah, a little nuance
Christ died for my sins, I'll have to do some new ones
Rapper Tag's back, thatta boy '60
Cheers to all my real fans that have bought frisbees
Tryna download an album's more risky
Went to Pirate Bay and had a cannonball hit me
I need a Panadol quickly
Cheers to all my real friends that haven't all ditched me
Wish I could teleport so I could travel more swiftly
'Cause I don't wanna die alone like Eleanor Rigby
I swear on Lance Cranbourne's battle board win streak
That this whole planet is against me
So I'ma lead the way, you can follow in my slipstream
Cheers for your time signing off, Seth Sentry
One last thing before I go, though
Have to tag a rapper and I have to make it dope, so
I'ma tag someone who can kill it with a freestyle
I'm tagging in old mate, Mantra, peace out

Thanks for having me
Ah, album coming two-thousand-and...
Take care

hecho

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