round 2, menaces 2 society
I just like to write things I feel and think and flow it out on a beat. Amateur.
Lyrics
You got no chance to win, this ain't no flip of a coin,
Every line that I spit is gon be like a kick to the groin
anyway jae lets just get to tha point,
you couldnt make a hit with 2 lips and a joint,
Who the fuck is Jae Mouf? Tryna be like Jae Millz?
Be a good bitch when I fuck you and just lay still,
You couldn't get with the program if you were a playbill
but me I'm like an AIDS patient cuz I remain ill
You show no personal info, cuz you a fake
ya leave me nothin to work with, kinda like what in ya bank,
No one's ever gonna pirate your music, they walk the plank,
Your flow is like a kit kat, DAMN gimme a break!
You can feel my verses like I wrote em in braille,
The only time you'll cop a deal is when ya go to a sale,
The nicest ride you've ever pimped was your tonka big wheels,
Only time you serve cats is, "would you like fries w/ your meal?"
You're fruitier than richard simmons sippin a mixed drink,
You're just like everyone else, in other words ya shit stinks,
Maybe you should write for someone else or try ta lip synch,
Nah, you couldn't even ghost write with invisible ink
You're gonna get jacked, and I don't mean go to the gym,
everytime he walks into the club nobody notices him,
I give two shits, like potty training the olson twins
you're not a has been, you're a won't been.
you playin tough but ain't sayin much jae aint' tough,
thats why your ladys always telling me lets stay in touch,
don't worry though its prolly lust or just a basic crush,
she says after a few thrusts you already askin to bust
Ima make this prick bleed like a thorn or a splinter,
Your crew got more flakes than a storm in the winter,
Your raps embarrass you like leavin porn in the printer
call me the steelers cuz everyone knows i'm the winner
