A quick verse over that remix of Rollin' with Red and Meth and DMX on it. I tried to sound gangsta but look past that...
Listen to my tracks for great porn
Young white English rapper, living in a small town in the country. I'm sure I'm representing the real Gs who hold shit down in some way.
Lyrics
Yo..yo...the ra- huh? Shut up! Am I invisible or something? Yo, shut up!
You know what? The less heard of Fred Durst the better
Swtch to me- my words are weapons, set to leave you hurt and stressing
The "Curse Of Cheddar" price of fame is just an urban legend
To protect yourself when people you perceive as herbs are stepping
See, this is why fame can get you through doors
You know my name, but I never knew yours
So if I see you acting clever, too sure or overconfident
I'll be back to get a few more goes at dominance
The unexpected warhead, untested weapon
Oh yes, it's the RyzaREQta come to teach your ass a lesson(you god damn right...)
And if you say you'll beat me it's certainly lies
You want attention? I'll mention you when I win the Mercury Prize
For Biggest White Speccy Bald Headed Loudmouth
They'll love me down south with my four second shoutouts
They'd better do- if they don't clap then carnage erupts
And half of these nuts, unless they can run fast, will be bust
It's curtains for all these little bastard people
When I'm in my Urban Assault Vehicle, laughing evil
T1 Req the best, tearing rappers down five at once
And rudely making Red and Meth sound like Punch and Judy
Every single time I jam I'm ripping shit
Without effort I'm sublime- damn- live with it
Mad, with more Method in my rhymes, Man, than Clifford Smith
(beat cuts out, "Clifford Smith" repeated in the background) uh...chorus?
(beat comes back in)Ah, there we go
Woof. Woof woof woof. Whatever.
No-one's saying my name, you know why? Because they've never met me, and they're never going to meet me, and they've got no idea I'm on their song! Internet remixes for life! This is as illegal as I get.
