AlItteration Hiphop
No band. Just me. MC/DJ Al-Itteration. From Chicago...
Just rapping and spinning.
Story behind the song
I don't know... but i made my voice REALLY deep for some reason..
Lyrics
You’re about to get burnt, but now you’re getting browned,
We’re both on soundclick, difference is nobody clicks your sound,
I’ve been crowned the king, you’re just a cock to me,
In this round, you couldn’t gain ground if you were buying property,
If you have any skill, then it’s time to show it,
Your delivery is god awful, so I can’t give you no tip,
You claim thug, but the only street you know about is sesame,
you’re taking the escalator, cuz you’re too weak to step to me,
Next MC, I’m through with master creator the bastard,
You couldn’t come correct if I gave you all the answers,
You’re a dumb fuck, master creator is a born faggot,
It’s nice to see you’ve found a permanent home in the losers bracket,
I’m the bad kid in the hood, because I spark shit,
After your first verse you’re drained, like an empty ink cartridge,
Al- Itteration, I’m like a car with no brakes.
I haven’t begun to burn you, like dave chapelle you’re only half baked
