Entree Rep: 0 Joined: 01 Jul 2009 Posts: 9 OFFLINE | Fuck Ya’ll!
Now a days ya’ll haters see me,
Callin shots, makin rhymes all the times and it hurts,
And I rap a verse, can you feel the thirst?
Mayne jealousy’s a curse,
Mayne I don’t know what’s worse,
But first…
Let me take ya old school,
Tell you bout the people that used to think they rule,
That made bullying seem like it be cool,
The punk ass mothafuckkas got me feeling like a fool,
I came to this place speaking different from the race,
Got treated different coz I was a new face,
Coz of my skin, the tone like cinnamon,
It felt like hell was the place I was in,
I was always left out, stretched out,
Made out to be the one that you hate out,
I was always played out, I always stayed out,
Always paid out, no doubt,
Coz I was the one that used to fade out…
Now back at grade 7, is the classic example,
Of when I was the rug and I used to get trampled,
The kids in the days thought they all that,
But now in the present, nah nigga fuck dat,
Now I be the one that always lean back,
Now I’m callin shots, so nigga size that!
Where are ya’ll now, with you rugged up hats,
No where lil bitches and that is the fact!
I wouldnt be surprised, if ya’ll buying gatts,
Wasting yo stack, on sniffin all that crack,
I see ya’ll and I laugh, and I love the known fact,
From nothing to something… mayne Im come back!.........nw fuckin u shut ur ass ....o els...ur jackd up...... |
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