Greatest ever
I'm a rapper.
Story behind the song
Ran out of paper
Lyrics
yo, this song...will tell it like it is
whether you like it...or you like it, bitch
(i'll kill you)you wanna represent? join the fuckin olympics
I'm robbin kids with guns I'm startin fights with nuns
I'm makin sons felons Exchanging dimes for ones
I'm writing jokes not puns, Finished? just begun
Not buntin, hit home runs, call me attila the hun
I'm huntin, rhymes for guns already rhymed with guns
hardly, none i poke fun, the pressure is none
i wont be outdone, dont be, die in sun
so white, not heavy son
dont weigh a fuckin ton
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if you use my beats, i'll kill you
if you steal my eats, i'll kill you
if you try to rock my streets, i'll kill you
if you sit in my seats, i'll kill you
if you wear my sneaks, i'll kill you
if you throw out receipts, i'll kill you
if you like late night treats, i'll kill you
if you step on me with cleats, i'll kill you
I'm washing hair, shampoo, I got no hair? Fuck you
You cant count past two, you're like a trend, taboo
I should bid you ado cause you are fat, you jew
Not weber, get a clue though he is balding too
I guess balding's cool so better stay in school
Cause you are just a tool and you think you rule
But you are just a mule so go jump in a pool
Or go to grad school Oh I dont give a shit, fool
[Chorus]
mackanova....south jersey rekeds on this track...dont you forget it
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