Real Rudeboy - k**ing Myself lyrics

[Intro: Real Rudeboy] R-U-D-E-B-O-Y that's me baby the crazy Rudeboy, haha (backwards) [Hook: Real Rudeboy] I be everywhere, everybody know me Rudeboy fresh with a dope styling About to slit my wrist, couple cuts on my neck Negativity get the better of the best All these whack rappers didn't even take the test Meek Mill? Got some Mickey Mouse sh** going on Dream chaser, I think he lost in the clouds I'm his nightmare, I ain't gonna be fair Because I be in my room Noose around my neck and god damn it, god damn it I'm k**ing myself Because I'm a go to hell And I'm a come back like god damn it, god damn it I'm k**ing myself Had a likkle beer, the beer look at me The beer be like Reecey you the best god damn it You the best, you the best, you the best god damn it You the best god damn it, you the best, you the best haha [Verse 1: Real Rudeboy] Yeah I'm about the cla**ical hip-hop Modern twist, that new rock I got that new sh**, don't even need a prop So please stop that autotune haha I'm only joking here's the real flow let go An I'll be up Disney land chilling with Mickey Mouse We call him Meek Mill for the fans So one dimensional, could make better sounds in a fan French Montana I see your one goofy looking man Chief Keef I'm a slew you like Eminem Then again youll start to think I'm a comedienne But I'll be your friend, just to get up on c.n.n Then again, I have to leave the party at 10 Whey, I'm coming for the girls, money and fame I'm all about the game (SIKE) Riding the train to XXL mayn First freshman of England, damn it's a little bit insane (is that even possible) Like sadamns Quran, I'm a quarter klu klux klan An ill be k**ing myself that hiphop a lost it's mind all up in it's wealth You see I make music for everyone just look at the tile, k**ing myself it's for the emos and the rivals An now it's come to the point you've all been waiting for That fast rap galore, leave you wanting more, okay So when I spit to the beat, spit, spit to the beat, leaves y'all thinking yo that's neat See me I'm rapping an packing a hella of a lot a lyrics Making the words speak to spirits Can't see me coming I'm breaking the games physics With a whole load of gimmicks See I'm British but wish I was from the land of Honda civic Yeah and I don't even need oxygen to breathe because I've got something up my sleeve An implant that's a plant inside, now the green house is alive but it's too late I've already k**ed myself [Hook: Real Rudeboy] I be everywhere, everybody know me Rudeboy fresh with a dope styling About to slit my wrist, couple cuts on my neck Negativity get the better of the best All these whack rappers didn't even take the test Meek Mill? Got some Mickey Mouse sh** going on Dream chaser, I think he lost in the clouds I'm his nightmare, I ain't gonna be fair Because I be in my room Noose around my neck and god damn it, god damn it I'm k**ing myself Because I'm a go to hell And I'm a come back like god damn it, god damn it I'm k**ing myself Had a likkle beer, the beer look at me The beer be like Reecey you the best god damn it You the best, you the best, you the best god damn it You the best god damn it, you the best, you the best haha