Swazy - Young Anakin (F_king problems cover) lyrics

[Intro] Aye someone tell todd to tie his shoelace I think this n***a tripping Bloody murder what he wrote Bloody murder what he wrote Uh [Verse 1:] I swear I pick battles with the dumbest kids You're no rapper, you're only famous off ya tumblr pics Get past the shock factor tactics, how I'm building? God, and the fact I'm a maverick, I'll give you all a lashing I've got too much promise, to just demolish No I ain't going nowhere , not until I've accomplished My goal of being gold, made whole of my soul My mind don't need the chronic I steer free from that hold Comeback? Step back, man you know you'll get slain You're stupid, guess the results of chemicals to ya brain I'm the real Pica**o, God knows , He knows, She knows I'm the real MC you trying to see through the peephole Dying ya hair blonde? you know , you no Caucasian Darius, dashawn, will tell you I'm a king in the making And you a peasant, trying to fit in the kings presence Check my authentication, drown you in lakes, it won't be pleasant Jovanny, I expected more, cause what straight guy Complains about stray who*es You probably mad cause you got lured , but that's your fault If you put, love to a hault, you won't open up doors Uh Just to catch an arrow to your artery You could never touch my artistry bruh Your weak bars are hardly enough, to handle me I'm armed with the, red dot , bullets speeding Till ya heart stops and bleeding Uh Not a shooter though, only with these chords You know me Check the beat, check the lyrics there's a sword In it lowkey And if this don't work, I got a army of Homies And you'll have a war with the stars if you Clone me Oh you done clashed with a menace What sense does it make to come attack an apprentice? Asked the emperor , he said "have at it kid go get him" Using the force to force the withdrawal and finish Of ya career, before it even pops off Just give me a minute and I got ya'll Don't believe me, Ima show ya'll, Ima show off Man ya'll told me todd k**ing me, but his flows off Man get ya flow right Get ya, get ya flow right You either got no shine or you just don't glow bright You won't even make the cut, if you do, ya pay gets cut And you'll be stuck , with no bucks for your naked s*uts s**s to s** huh? s**er punch ya You can't even manage a beat from gambino? I don't know rodrigo, but he'll crap on you like a casino Never been to jersey shore but (break) Never been to jersey shore , but you like a guido on cocino And you ga**ed , I'm setting you back, handing you the beano And you dead and awake as far as dreams go Better than this kid? better get off that lean bro Man, can't just k** you, I gotta savage it Bow to the name, I won't stand here, while you slander it Lets see what the card reads An immediate end, to the lenientness Can't comprehend ? sorry It means no mercy, I should stop you're not worthy Cause how you gon' be a rapper? And you looking like fergy Furby, and kirby , all in one You're already dead, I'm done And this is fun... [Outro] Stop the beat, stop the beat Lets bring you back to diss track rules It's not about views It's about who outdoes who And if you dare say this kid With two colors in his hair won Then you're a fool Not kendrick but I'll make pools of blood Out of you And make you swim in it I said I'll make a swimming pool full of rappers Then you dive in it A water grave full of corpse, and it's your turn To lye in it