Imma open a can of woopass and dab this fag with a splash
Looking like he took last place, cuz Im draggin his ass
All over a track or two, fact is true they call you slept on cuz I couldn’t dream of being as wack as you
And ya faggot crew is not worth my work to get tickets to you show
And end up snoring through ya concert
Its gotta hurt you still not known
But you aint underrated you just rated under every fucker microphone
And aint nobody thinking ya nice,
They just saying the shit and hoping that maybe they can get some free legal advice
You easy to strike so we can get it on cuz shit I know that war aint seen a W since bush dodged Vietnam
When see he me bomb this cat all shook
Funny that he aint studying cuz Imma leave him buried in his law books
I don’t know why you even bother to trying
Shit you gotta pass a bar to be a lawyer, and last round you hardly rhymed
Sorry guy I hate demeaning ya shit but on some legal tip you unemployed and you under-qualified
You’ll never find a job involved in law that gonna pay shit
And you too fucking small to be a bailiff
ya basic when you rap on the mic
So Im guessing the alternative left is being gay for the rest of ya life
And testing a skrybe’ll get you torn up
You sound like Point Game with corny lyrics like his shit wasn’t corny enough
Im calling ya bluff ya steez is asscrack
Be happy that no one peeps ya tracks cuz the shit would just laughed at
This is the last round you’ll hear that fag rhyme
cuz Im writin a war off like Haliburton at tax time
I Crash guys when I face off
So either take heed and pump your brakes before I beat ya fucking brakes off
ya way soft and ya voice isn’t hiding the fact you a bitch
I bet ya wife cries every time that you rap
Cuz you’re an obvious fag and every time you kick rhyme
Is probably a constant reminder of that
Being thruthful your god aweful
So if your dreaming of winning attorney, nigga, you better finish law schoool
