one thing in this world i hate
is when bitch rappers like to act two faced
if you cant act your goddamn self
then get your ass outta my fuckin house
i dont got a lotta pet peeves, i rhyme on the best beats
you scared when i flex these, but there when i pass weed
its rare if you have weed, you still in that backseat
and if you had the chance youd prolly be right where my ex-sleeps
he's never done shit, so he lies on purpose
tryina hide the fact that his lifes a circus
he has no friends, so he tries to surface
but everybody knows that you gon die a virgin
you try to be cool so you deletin myspace
and all these fuckin rappers never reach my mind state
and they done understand cus the streets is my place
you midaswell kick it with your feet in my face
we like to smoke weed while we rap and we spit
but he still bugs to keep packin the shit
and i dont understand why this fag doesnt get
that this entire time im thinkin about smackin this bitch
one thing in this world i hate
is when bitch rappers like to act two faced
if you can't act your goddamn self
then get your ass outta my fuckin house, bitch!
x2
you i dont mind if it only happened sometimes
but hes always there with his phony rap and dumb rhymes
same like a drumline, rain when i bust nines
pain in a drunk guy, for bringin in bumfights
this aint fun and games, no i rap with a reason
if i have to grab the fuckin mac you'll be sleepin
and listen close son, sit back when i'm speakin
im bout to kill you and that fag you been seein
we smoke weed and hash, while hearin beats and raps
you need some cash, you'll see my wrath
i'll beat ya ass, till you sleep in grass
if you need to ask, i wanna freak with ass
fiends procrast when my things detach
you think i'm wack, when ya beats is crap
you reach for gats, i'll start speakin fast
and you wont be a thing when you g's get slapped
one thing in this world i hate
is when bitch rappers like to act two faced
if you can't act your goddamn self
then get your ass outta my fuckin house, bitch!
x2
