Mumble Rap

Hubba bubba bubba bubba max
Now of days that is how y'all rap
Brain dead don't know how to act
Everything you learned on an app

I bet you don't know to read a map
And you trusting Google for your facts
Every other song I hear is wack
Rather listen to my ear wax

That is just silence in case you was losing or missing the message I'm giving
I rather be humble so I cannot mumble cause that's not the life that I'm living

They promoting the dummies they chew em like gummies
They need to get wrapped up like mummys
They do it for money and that is not funny the eggs they are making are runny

I guess this the new age
I guess this the new wave
These artist are artificial
They look like a toupee

When I get to cookin up? I'm making souflee
The sun is coming up
I guess it's a new day

I'm making it sound just a little bit better
Who jealous I'm coming like nutty professor
I'm dressing I'm getting my clothes out the dresser
I give you a pipe when I load up the pressure

Look at me putting similes together
I'm hoping my memory lives forever
Seeing me being fake you would never
Barely make mistakes I am clever

Came from the 90s where they really rap
Mc hammer was the silly rap
I'm stuck in that era need to bring it back
When I pull up to parties I would bring a hat

Used to be the man with the dance moves
Everytime I hear music I'ma damn fool
When it's hot I just get up in the damn pool
The weekend over now I gotta go to damn school

Those were the times I remember
My memories never surrender
It's lit and it look an ember
My peoples pull up in December

Those were the great times
And I heard through the great vine
That you working no break time
And my music I brake mine

And you can come rate mine!
On a scale from 1 to 10
Having fun if you're wondering
Punchinglines and it's thundering

Doors open they coming in
Competition I wanna win
Kinda cold like summers end
I'm an artist I color blend



Credits
Writer(s): Kyle Hart
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