Alex Moore - Noah Rap 2 lyrics

M-O-O-R-E Young players in the game, man You finna see, us flex With every rap I put in text I got the rhymes with intent to perplex We ain't f**ing around with the kid Noah Woods Who'd probably poke me in the bu*t with his wood if he could Now, I ain't hating, I'm just sayin' With my kamehameha that's the wave I am makin' Now I heard, Noah Woods, you ain't been feeling too good Must've got your a** whooped if I've not misunderstood But that's not something about which to be ashamed God forbid your wittle cheekies should become inflamed A fight is a plight in which you have talken sh**e But you gotta be f**ing kidding me if you think that's aight To get in a fight is to proclaim "you're right But I'm too much of a p**y to commend such insight" Nowhere in this age now does might equal right You're just a f**ing retard who doesn't know how write Or express his feelings in a peaceful, meaningful way Grow the f** up. That's all I got Yo, my name is Alex Moore and you've heard from me before Rap about Noah woods is what I got in store So I know this funny guy who goes by the name of Noah He tries to rap and diss me, but he really should grow a... pair Of tits to match the p**y that he is, talking all of his sh** Now he's the fairy boy type, sparkle sparkle, peter pan One blow on me is the last he would land And by blow, I mean s**, and by s** I mean face f** And if he tried that sh** on me then he'd be sh** out of luck Well anyway, I hope you thought our rap was rad We're quick to be leaving; for that I'm really sad But if you want to try again my friend, just give us a ring Maybe next time it won't take until spring