*Puts on blindfold*
Got kicked out of college
Lost all my friends
Had a manic episode
Then I lost my b**h again
At that point I wanted it all to end
In a dark room like why god?
Why did you make me psychic and bipolar?
With a dad who was never there
And a mom who was at work
Who didn't know how to raise a man
He said I got a plan
One day it will all make sense and you'll understand
So then I locked myself in my room, just me and my pen
Blood on the paper, just me and my sins
Thinking f** that imma bounce back and imma win
Then my verses started hitting
Hooks got em shook
History of Hip-Hop now im in the book
Call up my mom like look at your son now
We coming up now
Im on cloud 9, you see how I rock them crowds?
All she could say was wow
I hung up, called Jay Z like "I got the sound now"
You better watch the throne because im coming for your crown
Now with all my soul
Nowadays I wished you rapped more like J Cole
Not that you rapped more
Just that you rapped more like J Cole
And yeah compared to you im broke
But that means I dont have anything to lose
So lets f**ing go!
Everybody Google Jaz O, Young Chris, Big L
To see how Hov stole they flow
Im Trap Pat and im tired of crack rap
You're a dad, You're almost 50 years old
Take all that crack and base out your voice
Take all that Drake out your voice
Grow a mustache and finally put some ba** in your voice!
I might regret saying that but f** it
I got 99 problems but my girls baby sister definitely ain't one
How you got the game in your palms?
But you couldn't control Solanges strong arm
And the funny thing is, that wasn't the first or last time she hit your a**
And in my honest opinion, Dame Dash used to literally pimp yo a**
Then to leave him, you had to let Lyor f** you in the a**
Then to leave him, you had to pay them 5 million dollars cash
Because half your albums were trash
What type of boss is that?
And my dad is from Brooklyn, Marcy to be exact
And he told me your a** used to get robbed, b**hed, and slapped
And f** the Nets!
I dont give a f** about your networth or your network
Im on the web coming for your neck like a damn tarantula
And I can wrap you up baby boy, and upgrade you
But im on the run, so I ain't got time for all of that
And I got myself a gun, its the purge and imma run this town tonight
Im looking for a rich f** n***a to rob
And you just might be the one
You fat chapped crusty lipped a** b**h
Imma show you I rather die a real n***a than bite my tongue
And yeah, i love the blueprint, not yours, KRS ones
Oh Lord! Now the boy is coming for the God
That boy thinks he goes hard
That boy thinks hes the Basedgod
I tell em yeah, I got balls!
Im the mix between Nas, Lil Wayne, Rick Ross, Gucci Mane, and Snoop Dogg
Because they real n***as, and thats my top 5 alive
And one day I pray for a hickie from Nicki
A minaj with Rihanna
And no I dont have an anaconda
But ill touch your soul and make your spirit wander
Drown in that p**y, even though to me baby girl it ain't even that deep
Dear God, I wonder can you save me?
Illuminati want my mind, soul, and my body
Secret societies, trying to keep they eyes on me
Only cause im a Prodigy
But I just wanna be
Beyonces favorite rapper
One day I hope she kidnaps me to help her write her album
Show her im a Alchemist
Have the world guessing but your know the outcome is just hits
Because im sick, witted, so gifted
I spit venom for them snake n***as thats trying to get me
I control like Kendrick, Im a Bad Boy like Diddy, and I dont give a f** like im 50!
On any given day I can call up 36 b**hes in any given city
Have them come over, get naked, show me 72 titties
Then sit back like this is what I rap for
Then I ask them hoes "Which one of yall b**hes want to make it clap on Trap Pat dick first!"
f** em all, then pull off in an orange foreign vert
Thats how im living until I pull off in a hearse
And I thought about not putting Kanye in this verse
But nah, im on my Charlamagne The God
Donkey of the day type sh**
So imma say something slick like
Right now he probably got Kims fingers up his a**hole just playing with sh**
Lol #FingersInTheBootyAssb**h
We ain't forget
Oh no, now he about to go berserk, but i dont really care
I mean your shoes are cool, I dont care that your rich
You're not one of my favorite rappers
And everybody f**ed your b**h!
I bet that p**y roasted, toasted from all the dicks thats been in it
I bet when you make love, you just fall in it
And you know that I know that Scott Disick hit it
She was even on TV talking about how big his dick is
Go ahead, look it up, pause
I told yall, tonight im making it all fall down
And man I promise, I ain't sorry I just made you so self-concious
Cause your s**y when you're mad
And right now you look like Ne-Yo because you're so sick
And we know you ain't hit it first
And we know you ain't going to hit it last
So the only reason why we keep up with y'all is to laugh at some dumba**es and everybody know
But Kendall is cute and cool so
Kendall can I be your baby daddy?
Now let me get back to the point
G.O.O.D ain't been so good since Cudi left yall
Pusha T dusty braid having still rapping about selling coke but he doesnt sell it, I saw him, he snorts his nose off
Talking about the Clipse, the only thing he co*ks back is his nose bruh
Then you signed a n***a named Desiigner but hes the knock-off
And a retard
I bet y'all stole all the money off of Panda
And his dumba** just on stage dancing like
(Desiigners ad lib)
Its so funny he wants to be like Future, because we all know he dont got one
I told yall im not going to bite my tongue
Big Sean go harder than all yall
But you can tell how he talks in his interviews that little n***a soft
And nowadays he only cares about one thing....
Taking Jhene Aiko's wedding ring off
And eating her booty like groceries
But I think thats so funny because she dont got no a**, a**, a**, a**
Imma let that sit, cause sh** just got so deep and
I've been going hard all day, I wish a n***a would f** with me
Then i'd blow the candles off of my cake, and n***as always thinks its a game, until you run the arcade
But am I right, or am i wrong?
Oh im not? then shut up!
Pick up your jaw because im still going off
Because Kanye you tweeted about a kid
That showed me that "The Greatest Artist Of Our Generation"
Still acts like an immature f**ing kid!
And im never going to call you
Because knowing your a**, you're just going to record it
You b**h a** informant
And I feel bad for your kids because they have the most
Selfish, Eccentric, Narcissistic parents ever!
You were all on SNL like
"BUY MY ALBUM"
"STREAM MY ALBUM"
Rolling on the floor and backstage you threw a fit
You looked like a pregnant dog in the snow...
A COLD ASS b*tch
And I said all of that for my girl Taylor Swift
She told me to tell you to shake it off because we know you're mad as sh** and...
RAY J DICK MADE YOUR WIFE FAMOUS
GOD DAMN
I TOLD YALL IM DANGEROUS
And I found a genie in a bottle so he gave me 3 wishes
So I wish, I wish, I wish you would b**h!
Because your palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy, theres vomit on your sweater already because your wifes p**y smell and looks like spaghetti
You're better off getting the becky
But sh** i'd f** her if she let me
Now tell one of your shooters to come and get me
Or 1 of your 100 writers to write a diss
Because the games been dark and im turning on
All of the lights in this b**h
Go head, ether me like you did Wiz
But fu*k WIZ KHALIFA
A couple of years ago he heard about
That n***a named Trap Pat
Then wanted to call himself Trap Wiz
Know I ain't forget and no I ain't forgive
Had me all in my feelings for a bit
Because 28 Grams was some sh**!
Turned it on like skip, skip, skip
James Bong was cool but AWWW sh*t
That was about it
1/28 percentage what type of shooter is that?
And I know your ugly a** mad and
They gonna think I wanna be like him?
Nah Trap Pat the black Eminem, but even Eminem said im sick
Mentally ill, but then he said im real so he threw me a couple mill so that I didn't have to sign a f**ing deal!
Then he said
"Just dont go numb and dumb on pain pills like I did and I might just put you in my will"
Then I said "Marshall none of that matters chill, im doing something right now, let me call you right back"
So back to Camerons ugly a**
Ay Wiz! I can't wait until the next time I see your skinny a** again
Cause as you can see I dont give a motherf**
So shut up, hush, take a puff before you get your
Baby kidnapped and your baby's mother f**ed!
And no Ms. Rose, that ain't a diss
So you can call my phone and come on home whenever you hear this
Ay Wiz! You gave that b**h a mill and that b**h still choosing?
She got a TV show and your a** losing
Its the year of the baby momma
And shoutout Blacc Chyna, we Charles County's finest
But im about to chill on them because later on they're going to be chillin on this dick and...
A is for Amber
She always asks me
To grab her fat a**
And be her next baby daddy
And I ain't kidding. You get it?
I got an alphabet full of b**hes and you've just been served a letter
A like you said "Yo b**h choosing just Let'r "
You got a bird chest, and you light as a feather
Your b**h dont wanna leave me, please come get her
And you know im about to blow up
Because those were the hardest lines ever
And the only person I ever cared about in Taylor Gang was Juicy J
I never cared what no blog say
Im just telling yall what my mind and my heart say
So bring em out, bring em out, bring em out
Its going to be hard for them to rap now that my dick is in their mouth
And I feel like slapping somebody today, Im going Ludacris
Feeling Fast and Furious because I can turn any b**h bi-curious
And this is the curious case of a black n***a named Patrick but..
He ain't a saint hes a f**ing savage
Im just rapping
Im just going in
This is hip-hop, yall thought I came here to make friends? and be friendly?
Nah f** that I rather chill with my family
Dont give a f** about an Oscar
Damn about a Grammy
All im thinking about is how to get my gradma that house on the beach
With the breeze that shes always dreamed of
Or how to become the man my father could never be!
Or how to become the man of my mothers dreams!
Because at the start and end of the day all I can be is me
T-R-A-P P-A-T from the 301 D-M-V
At the T-O-P-O-F-H-I-P-H-O-P
Im the B-I-G P-O-P-P-A no info for the D-E-A
Im a U-G-K so R-I-P Pimp C
And I see you Bun B
Im a N-W-A MC so I had to spell it out yall pussies to show yall that yall are
Easy-E easy to me, you are sweet and this dick ain't free!
Welcome to the mind of a maniac like Boosie
I keep a gat cause cops and n***as murda
Got a bad habit of purple
Won't k** one of my black brothers
But in the studio ill murk em!
I told yall I feel like Lil Wayne carter 3
So swallow my words, taste my thoughts, and if they too nasty, spit em back at me
Because they dont make em like me no more
Matter of fact they never made em like me before
And they can't stop me, even if they f**ing shot me
Im the rap game E-T and hip-hop just told me to phone home
Because we're tired of all these Gucci clones
We need more quality control
Ironically everybody sounds like the f**ing migos!
In east Atlanta, co*king hammers
Pop that like French Montana
Bandannas on car antennas
No we do not talk to strangers so Cut It with them Twitter fingers
And if you're wondering why im blindfolded
Its because most of yall rappers just spit lies and
This is like a blind Einstein telling you its an eye for an eye
And im disgusted with this world
I can hardly breath in
Cops k**ing n***as and they ain't even sneezing
Been told so many lies, I dont know what to believe it
So I discussed it with this girl and this is what she she said
She said "lay down baby baby rest your weary head"
So I put my mind to rest and she was on her knees
I was playing with her breasts then she looked up to me and said
"Oooh yes, baby boy you so f**ing fine, and tell them f** n***as exactly whats on your mind"
*Takes off blindfold*
So now you can see me, lemme do a exorcist 360 on yall haters
Cause I can't wait to see each and every one of yall faces later!
Cause im coming with more flavor than Now & Laters
And I dont give a f** if you hate me now or later
*takes sip*
Unholy water....
Cause I need to separate myself to stand out
I need a better way to take your fans now
I need to k** you motherf**ers dead
3 hollow tips aimed at your head
I'll be damned if my Tech N9ne jam now
Cause I never asked for no hand-outs
In the midst of it all I recall a call when we said how
We could never resolve the hall of fame so I went to trial
With a Bible and rifle
Im in the Game but I ain't playing BLOOOOW!
Now holla back at me n***a
And if they said I was the one
Why you asking me n***a?
Cause when the whole world see you as
Biggie and 2Pac reincarnated
Thats enough pressure to live your whole life sedated
Hoping that I dont get shot again in LA or Vegas
Open the book of Revelations
Pray to God that I make it
Pop the red pill and get f** out the Matrix
Because falling off is a sickness and I heard that its quite contagious
I said all that to say f** you Kendrick Lamar
Im the star, I can hear your heart beating but
I dont need a beat I can go acapella to be the greatest
You short ugly a** b**h
You monkey midget a** b**h
You're a conscious rapper but no one ever gets the verses that you spit!
I literally had a friend come up to me and say
"Hey Pat, Can you help me understand what To Pimp A bu*terfly means? Because you're a rapper and I listened to it and couldn't understand what the f** he was talking about. I can't get jiggy with that sh**, it was some BOO BOO"
Yes everybody that literally f**ing happened
So I told him "Alright, Ill help you understand it, but if he keeps this up hes not gonna be alright"
So i tell him to go home roger, cut all that nasty nappy hair off
I think you're getting too much dandruff in your nose
I bet no one gets that line but he does because im speaking in code and...
When im in Cali, I play YG, Nipsey, Dom Kennedy, Q, and Soul because they real n***as and thats my top 5 from the west coast
You noticed I didn't say you, I heard "This dick ain't freeee" and said
"Oh no, scratch that boy off the list he gotta go"
And I ain't sorry bro and
f** Macklemore, shout out Mac Miller because
I woke up early
Kissed a bad b**h
Rolled me up a blunt
Then I took a piss
Can't remember what I did last night
Cause im just trying to spend a 100 stacks everyday of my life
And money is the anthem!
White girls in the bathroom
Black girls in the bedroom
You know who they f**ed last night
Cause im just trying to make 200 stacks everyday of my life
But let me get back to the point....
Tell SZA im that n***a that can take her to Babylon and be her Ice Moon
You can be King Kunta
Imma be Mansa Musa
Do you get it now?
Are you taking notes?
Do you need a tutor?
Are you f**ing stupid?
And Meek Mill told me to Oooh k** Em but that n***a be snitching so I had to get em
Ay Meek, can you please stop yelling in every single track?
And can you please stop saying you got a rollie on your wrist in every single f**ing rap?
But f** that n***a
Drake been washed him
Im feeling Charged Up so imma get em Back to Back
Cause I can snap, rap, pack, click clat, patta pat pat
Trap never sold crack but
Ill whip that a** so fast you'll have to ask Trap Pat for your a** back
Lemme slow down im in the Treaches and im getting fast tracks
Yes, im Naughty by Nature and I dont even like to rap fast
Ay Kendrick, your last album should have been called
Untitled, Unmastered, and Trash
Like what the f** was that?
I turned it on like skip, skip, skip skip, skip , skip
Levitate, levitate, levitate
Skip, Skip, Skip
Oh thats it?
Bet that was some sh**
I feel bad for whoever paid for that
And you know Top Dawg is pimping your a**
So before you write a diss, show the world your contract
And dont forget tHat Part!
Cause TDE got you on your knees doing a 360 like
"Damn im getting f**ed everywhere!"
Because the "Greatest rapper of our generation is probably broke"
Because I am...
But f** it!
Tell Troy Ave's dumba** that im the bada** with steez that just restored the feeling
Everyday I ask God "Am I an Angel or a Demon?"
He said "No one alive can always be an Angel"
So I said "Okay, so am I a Hero or a Villain?"
Cause momma always said that I was crazy
My hoes say im amazing but i dont listen to no lady
The devil said im hot
I said nah b**h im blazing because I just told my favorite rappers
That I can rap the greatest!
Now tell me whos your favorite rapper
And please dont tell me that its me
And tell DJ Khaled's fat a** that I just stole the key
And they ain't want me to say all of that
So I had to say all of that
But who the f** it Trap Pat?
Because all I hear is true facts
Hes painting a picture with his words
I guess thats the art of rap
But now that i've sold my soul
What would you do for a Klondike bar?
Or to have the rap game jumping like Jordan?
Because todays my birthday, and i just turned 23 years old
Dear God please save my soul
I can't stop telling the truth
Take me out the Twilight Zone!
*co*ks back gun*
*shoots himself in the head*
*plays dead*
That was my first take
Mixtape coming soon
Half man, half amazing
And i get the amazing from my momma!