Me stopping my rap game
Is like rhyme battle between Shakespeare and lil wayne
It won't happen
I'm just laughin
Cuz that's a pun
If you don't get it
It's not as fun
I can spit more than one
I'm a sinner and a saint
Like a transs**ual nun
Ahhh
See what did there?
It's alright girl don't be scared
It's just T-Squared
And his whole crew
I thought I told you
To bring b**hes through
So we can do what we do
Shutting sh** down
Throwing parties
All across b town
Sniffing out lames out
Like a mother f**in
Grey hound
Listen to that lyrical sound
Of a lyrical mastermind
Nobody masters mine
Not even those pa**ers by
Tryin to get a piece of the apple pie
Imagine
A white kid
k**ing it
Workin hard till I reach the point of famine
Talent
I have it
God dammit
Spit that fire like a mother f**in dragon
Ridin around in my friends wagon
Causing havoc
f*ggot
A bundle of sticks
A bundle of tricks
A battle of wits
Nobody is better than this
Let me spit the raw
From the rap games underdog
Still see my style even in the fog
Even in the smog
Hip hoppin, like a frog
Y'all
Is some weak dudes
Writing changes my mood
And please don't be so rude
Because I work hard
Stage Fright
I'm a sick guard
Brandon Knight
What a sight what a sight
Okay last verse
So evil it's a curse
And trust me boy it gets worse
So bad it'll put you in a hearse
Disperse
Because you in my space
I've got a pair of ace
Don't be fooled by my poker face
You hear this?
All these puns you'd think this was a diss
Dismiss
Man I be feelin pure bliss
I can't resist
Goin hard on this beat
Like lebron when he got that trade to the heat
My flow always on point
Never off beat
Makin so much money you would think I was on Wall Street
Goin hard no concrete
Bring it to your front door trick or treat
Man been this sick since I was chillin in my car seat
Retreat