Cupcakke - No Beat Necessary (Freestyle) lyrics

So you n***as yall know yall can't rap right? So I'm a, I'm a break it down for yall Punchline to punchline and teach yall n***as how to really rap So n***as tryna make peace so let me send yo a** to heaven And it's ya lucky night cause my bullets running out seven f** you up with 3 up in your front 4 up in ya back I'm like a Russian coming to America ready to attack I ain't playing with no b**h no n***a no tranny no granny No Jennifer Hudson but b**h I spray the whole f**ing family I'm presidental talk to me with manners, "yes mammy" Hit a stain, smack grandma with the cane Until she tell me where's Uncle Sammy I don't study no b**h, b**h I barely read books I shoot your f**ing hand off Leave you looking like Captain Hook I stay working like I'm starving cause I'm my own damn cook And if you witness me to a murder Ray Charles should of warned you not to look Cause I don't like no witness or b**hes who run they mouth Cause if you talk that slang sh** Than yo a** getting beat like you from down south b**hes chasing n***as with the cheese Like they related to a f**ing mouse And I ain't talking House of Payne but we be deep up in this trap house I give it to you like a candy store do you want it Now or Later I ain't shaving or cutting sh** but I keep the razor and taser When I say fax me that info that mean send me my paper I'm a ask you what you want and how you want it Like I'm yo motherf**ing waitor n***as gone need eyes in the back of they head to know when I'm coming Knock yo head back with one hit dislocate it and I dont do no tumbling I spit that crack to k** careers and I ain't talking Whitney b**hes be so old news like I'm watching the channel Disney Where yo goons at man? I never heard of them My n***as k**ing n***as dead on site like we in Ferguson I swear to God I be hurting em I pull up in yo hood blowing the snipe or rifle disturbing em b**hes pussies having bad hair days put a hat on that sh** Like a abusive a** n***a bet yo n***a still hit And I'm a break everything on him Ain't talking skeletons but I'm a try to bone him I'm taking n***as spots without asking n***as Man my tampons getting more p**y than half these n***as Young n***a don't be hiding in the car Go take yo a** under a rock like that n***a Patrick the Star And I could give a f** about how a b**h feeling Cause I'm sh** and you hate it damn I'm something like chitlins I keep my shells blowing slower than turtles They think my bars be rehearsal cause when I spit it be hurtful Got bigger eyes than Urkel I do construction b**h I be f**ing drilling I'm in a foreign doing bout a 100 miles Wack a b**h and never go to trail and if I do show up Man I don't blow up put the left hand up And feed the judge with about 100 smiles Like a f**ing street sign I'm posted up on every block I been trapping and rapping since 15 And I ain't taking no f**ing stops I don't want him ain't cuffing no n***a Leave the sh** up to the cops wait, lets not speak of cops Cause cops getting dropped like they the opps People say they tired of hearing rappers Rapping about k**ing n***as well close your ears and act deaf Cause I'm definitely finna k** a n***a Cause I ain't going I ain't going I ain't going n***a Alter ego alter ego what I'm showing n***as