[Tabanacle]
b**hes saying that want you saying that they love you
5 months later on the phone she's saying f** you
I should a dumped you nar I should a punched you
And beat you so bad Da Ian Beale wouldn't f** you
Is so true man it never could last
Cos you be tweeting off your arse like a Nicki Minaj
And I just wanna Little s** and a bit of ma**age
But you just wanna give me texts and your Little facade
It's no joke now I'm living it large cos I be grabbing on your chick
Just to click off her bra I'm getting sick of all these rappers they ain't spitting as hard
Cos I ain't living like these rappers how I'm living is hard
Man this music game's funny, nah its looking like it's fake
Everybody says they blowing but really no you ain't
You ain't been on tour man or seen the pounds and cake drake
That's why its kinda hard to find a rapper that I rate
I'm getting better by the day and my bars are gonna grow bigger
People even say there's no one with a flow sicker
Like Kanye was back in the day but I can't rate him ever since
He's been f**ing with a gold digger
Stop crying man you spose to be a grown up
Everybody looking at you like at you like you gone loca
Me I'm a soldier walking round the streets thinking how many balls is
Miley wrecking as an older
I got chicks that wanna love me, girls that wanna party
Chicks that wanna f** me, girls are getting nasty
And everyone I meet thinks she's better than the last hoe
Lately I'm seeing more x's than Minarmy
You couldn't harm me man, you haven't got the guns
And your just like fazer man you haven't got the funds
I'mma I keep on going till I haven't got the lungs
Like a tidal wave I'm a cause a panic when I come
I was born to be a star, performing from afar
Cos I hit the track harder than Paul walker in a car
And you can laugh when I rap don, your bars will get slapped on
Cos like Eminem, I'll only bring it like a rap god
I'm superhuman to musically moving I got computers inside of my head
Computing these lyrics I'm using choosing abusing the words
Letting em loose in the verse but why's everybody act like they doing it first
And they don't know about Bambaataa and that s**s
I feel to slap you and your father you sad c*nt
And if you fed up with the drama then stand up
I'm bringing hip-hop back to barring for the fans love
You best of run now or I take your life
Cos I'll smack you in the jaw just to break the ice
If I make it in the game you can hate me twice
Cos these rappers are all tits like Katie Price
Why, We need a change now everyone's the same
I'm just trying to make a difference man and bring a little game
Chicks sell their soul for 50 likes just to get some fame
Because there's talent in your arse don't mean there's talent in your brains
And its a shame where the games gone
So like Johnny Storm man I turn the flames on
And I'm tearing any track that my name's on and I'm a stay long
Until these girls are getting ga**ed like I'm Trey Songz
Everybody saying that In the back of pad look I ain't smashing the pad
Or on some rapping jihad I'm causing panic its mad
And all these actors are trash calling out there big brothers
Like I wouldn't never Dappy a slag
Ahhhh man they make me wanna laugh again
Cos all these flows man I studied then I mastered them
Put them on the page as I wrote them with my parker pen
I knew they never really had no Arsenal now like Arshavin
I'm past the point of even caring what the others rap
Your whole sh** seems faker than summer slam
They Mobb deep but they running they shook I'm coming they look
Like rotten and I'm screaming f** a hook
I love this rap sh** but never seem to practice
But funny how still I made it go around an atlas
So if your whack you won't make it on my track list
And u can go hate behind your screen like some catfish