I decided to use this short beat as an intro track for a mixtape I'm thinking of working on
Lyrics
I'm just layin down a few bars to break the ice
Mentor raps, teach ya'll rappers to take advice
This confusin' for ya true? I'm too tight on the mic
Ya headscratchin like head louse, keep bitin ya rhymes
Not likin' ya lies about how many kids you've slapped
You've taken this rap sh** and abused it, time to give it back
I keep sittin' relaxed, grab the pen and let me rip on cats
They deserve it for talkin sh** like that, expose the hidden facts
My brain is fortunate, There ain't no need for chorus'
Wouldn't you rather just see me kill a verse on stage while performin it
I kill these kiddies everyday like an abortionist
Animalistic on the mic when I'm scorchin it, like metamorphosis
Develop and evolve, I've said it, you've been told
That what you unfold, is really gettin' old
I always have the last laugh, like a half cast
I give 50 percent to those who resent and its still far from a hard task
Masterclass ain't got sh** on this, Hate and I drop scripts on kids
This may be too outta ya league to grab grip on this
I throw unpredicted sh** like I was ball pitchin' spits
Ya lines have absurd taste
And yo I would never be a good cook coz all I do is burn fakes
Serve plates occupied with served gays
With your type of material I'd never come in first place
