LaRePStaR - Word Problems lyrics

UTO [VERSE 1] Reporting live from the room I was hatched in Still painted black so the mood still matches I got a couple guns right up under my mattress Never had a date for semi but I got a automatic Like Nevada ima snow capped range Way too cold living in the stoned age Stoned You X'd out like a domain Think I'm dope you should hear me rap off the dome mayne I'm Slicker than your average n***a And a tad bit iller than a vag with splinter Walk up to a girl. Ask what's her dilemma? Why the hell isn't she bumpin to the tracks I deliver? Cus I thought I was that n***a At least that's what sh said Apparently she only said it cus they heard I'm purebred All black with a little bit of Indian in me Yeah I gave yall chance but I'm talking it GIVE ME CHORUS You don't want problems You don't want problems You don't want problems You don't want problems You don't have to means to solve these problems When I'm on the scene like a God damn goblin You don't want problems You don't want problems Do you got problems? Yeah I got problems f**? [VERSE 2] It's time to send these lame n***as back where they came from Using the same drums only difference the sample Complex bars over simple instrumentals Got you rappers actin like you going through a bad menstrual At your girl house tryna get it poppin like pimples In the cut like dimples Making love like nymphos It's simple As I break down on instrumentals I'm the type of n***a that can keep it everything but simple Am I giving too much info? Nah Can you talk big if you're little? Nah I'm the realest man it's a given Duh I'm the illest, dog, to come up out of Minne, chaug Going loose with rage So try to avoid me I'm like Liu Kang I'm spittin fire at homies The way I do this thing Is far from phony Yall seduced my rage My middle finger horny I want glory Ain't nothing else for me So to get that glory Ima make sh** gory Ima k** you rappers And put you in hefty That'll teach yall not to f** with Reppy You could probably catch me Riding in a 94 Accord cus my soul's so 20th century So bad a** you adults can't check me So bad a** that Teresa would neglect me CHORUS BRIDGE We gon rock And we gon roll And they gon lock And they gon load Cus they don't like, what we say But we gon plead the first and say it anyway Anyway I ain't really worried bout drama though All I hear is cheap talk like Obama phones Roll grade A bud that's a honor roll Rolling Grade A bud least I'm honest though You got problems though? But I can solve them though I know alot foes, who talked sh** and had to perish Your whole life is an advertisement but I ain't buying it Free admission for these a** whoopings come and try this sh** I was gone but, I ain't quit I had to get myself together soul searching and sh** I know we all ain't perfect but sh** I've been perfectly fine spending my time way worse than this So next time you approach me on some "ft. Verse" sh** You better think first about the words in my verses I don't really give a sh** about your summary earnings Cus the sh** that I'm burning is more realer yours is CHORUS OUTRO UTO, GMB, [teen swim] and the 413 I'm Reppy. And that's that Alright that's it