Rey - Birdseye lyrics

*Intro* There just too good I don't know what to do anymore It's becoming to much to handle Ha! Just kidding... I watch this game with a birds eye I laugh my a** off when you try to hurt my Reputation by puttin me down like your fly Without my wing None of you could survive Am I a cursed guy? Cause I sense hate You're just jealous I'm single but can still get 10 dates They're all mad I can see it in my friends face It seems to me these straight men have to menstruate Oh!! How about that figurative language? My lyrics are dangerous Undoubtedly They're sick and they're haneous I am the insanest Rapper of all Won't stop till Im famous I rap with my soul so you know that this is true when I say this I am the greatest Hands down I'm the champion Lets celebrate My hands down Some b**h at hampton What better place for s** than on the sand'n This child crusaders is still one knight standin (Chorus) I watch this game with a birdseye I win the game on the first try Cause you ain't playin with some f**in amateur Hit the floor Now I'm comin back stronger then before The rules have changed now The worlds mine I guess I came at the worst time Cause the look on your face When I put you in your place is Priceless sh**, I'm laughin at you even as I write this Back in this bullsh** Rappin harder Still the same guy that'll f** your daughter Whip my wand out like I'm harry potter Do it doggy style like that character goddard *Bark Bark* I gotta Strange addiction To proving people wrong Girls thongs And pissin' Off everybody I act so naughty When with your shawty Sorry Johnny I went from wearing all white to black Reversed Michael Jack Now that im fightin back No men or women alive could stop my mic attacks Or an androgynous kid who dislikes my raps I work hard Can't leave my desk without an erection I must be close to Kate Upton because I'm nearing perfection My rhymes are so raw You can find them in the frozen meat section My lyrics are right out the pen Yours need the house of corrections *Chorus* Huh? What? Are a sayin something? Like Nah Must be the dre beats bumpin Wait Uh Kinda sounds like crazy rey flow Wait, he's comin back Oh PLEASE DON'T SAY SO Yep Back on this diety sh** Whatcha gunna do mothaf**as? Ah Bein a prick Is just my job now Don't flip Just calm down I'd suggest packin ya bags and leavin from town And now b**hes are back on me Call me Elton john These girls want me so bad but see I ain't gunna touchem cause I can do so much better They're on cloud 9 Guess that means im under the weather I get knocked down but come back for first If im every bitin the dust then ya'll are swallowin dirt Usin low blows Hittin enemies where it hurts Like Oh No! Here comes Rey again with his words!