Rap

(альбом: TEENAGER - 2013)

Sesh, What, Yeah
Bass striking like Tyson in the fucking first round
I could love you like Marvin and it be his father who put you down
I could feed if you starving or I could keep you in a drought
I could show you what it takes and make these peasants bow right down
I'm a God, I'm a legend
Hear the beat and then I'm in heaven
Don't got no faith in religion
No motherfucker can tell that I'm wrong, cus' I'm right
You my own fucking mind
White skin, black lungs
Silent movie when I rhyme
Lavish soap up on my spine
I don't got no money on my mind
I'm just trying to live my life
Take a deep a breath, and now I'm fine
Beat beating like my heart
Been the same from the start
Just a young fucking punk
With some hate inside my heart
Teardrops while I'm smiling
Probably laughing while I'm dying
I be coughing to the coffin
I be rhyming till' I'm Audi
Get back, Get back
Motherfuck real rap
Bucket hats, bucket seeds
Like a young fat pack, boy
You can't do it like me
Got a hundred and one bitches and they all like me
That's gorgeous, flawless, they fuck me while I'm flowing
The skinny white pimp, I'm the motherfucker owning
The weeds and seeds and It's creeping up on the trees
And the leaves, they be falling
Breaking up on the concrete
You ride for your team
Say you lying through your teeth
You could sell a million records and still never be me
Bitch aw, you praying
I look at you like you playing
You talking to the sky like you gone get an answer
Here's an answer for your question
If you trying to get a lesson
Take a seat and fucking listen
Cus' this class is now in session
I'm the best, I'm the best
I am rap in the flesh
I am flow, I am cold
I am crack, I am dope
Getting high from the sounds
My eyes low to the ground