Charron - B.E.T. Cypher Verse 2013 lyrics

Kick me out the cypher, I'mma write it myself No Carradine, but I'm gonna die with the belt Left me hanging as the champ so why was I removed? And don't say it's cause I'm wack, they let Mook on it Image of a nerd, sense a little hatred Won fair and square, no invitation And no indication, this what a station Originally created to fight discrimination? Don't have the look that your company wants Same with 'Ganik, Bishop, up in the dot Haven't heard of us, we runnin' the spot James Franco, you been living under a rock Murdering a mic, I'm a nerd writing Skinny, white, and deadly like Heisenberg's ricin Battle in America, scary that they lovin' it Beatin' all Americans, embarra**ed that I'm runnin' it Whether you're a Democrat, or very Republican I still shut it down like the American government Awkward and shy, but at the drop of a dime I can transform quicker than Optimus Prime Y'all are robbin' me blind, just like Bonnie & Clyde It pops better underground like bottles of wine Plus I just thought of a contest for you guys Have Soulja Boy, Gucci Mane, all spit a rhymes Along with Lil' Twist, offer a prize The winner gets to pick how all of them die They say two brains is better than one But 2 Chainz is better than none Get in my car, handle Kendrick Lamar With a motherf**in' left like a Hendrix guitar Crazy, people gonna shout Accidentally cut off Usher's dick while stabbin' Bieber in the mouth Woah, probably shouldn't have spit that Think it's ludicrous, then pay him to write your diss track And Rick Ross, what you really think? Only substance that you have is in other people's drinks Hip-hop these days lost a lot of flavor If you like the new school you're a Waka Flocka flamer Big L, Big Pun, those are some rappers Wish Chief Keef died instead of Ol' Dirty ba*tard And Miley Cyrus, I don't really like you Thanks for lowering a generation's IQ It ain't t**n' out and it's quite true You're a** looks so much like a chicken, Peter Griffin wants to fight you f** the molly that most of you poppin' Don't care about the money that you blowin' so often f** all the swag, boasting's obnoxious You rap about clothes, I'll be closing your coffin Beast mode, we know, go out like Pacino So raw Saw gonna need another sequel Clean flow, see woah, finito Push my bu*tons and I k** more people than GTA cheat codes You think the white dude from Canada s**s Cause your target market won't find me ratchet enough I got b**hes wet through the TV screen I guess I just took the B out of B.E.T