Rap My Ass Off
I answer yes to the best question
Are you the best?
From the air that I inhale
To the lungs in my chest
Till I exhale to ur face
Never say shit under my breath
Yes I draw circles around you clockwise
Till there ain't nothin' left
And you left cockeyed cause you
thought my carbon dioxide was invisible
I make you believe you can see these
rhymes that I be spittin' in a flow (uh)
What's competition we already know who better
I make my teacher believe there's more to me than those 2 letters
I started writing lyrics back when I was 10
Never quit since
I've drenched all my sweat and tears through this pen
I spit bars double entendres and I punch lines till they bend
If I had a choice to do it over
I would do it again
Don't tell me I ain't Hip Hop
I make beats and spit lyrics
I record and mix this beautiful music
So you can hear it
You say fuck Hip Hop like she told you to run
But she just bent over to spell it
Cuz you soft as a cunt
Motherfucker
So many years (so many years)
Plenty cold tears (plenty cold tears)
When nobody's here (nobody's here)
I fuckin' rap my ass off (I fuckin')
So many years (so many years)
Plenty cold tears (plenty cold tears)
When nobody's here (nobody's here)
I fuckin' rap my ass off (I fuckin')
You the type to give up on a scary vision
Me and you are very different
When i finish this mission
It's the missionary position
If you wonder why I don't got no features
It's s cuz they know that I'll
Come out on top like a pull out method teacher
Gimmie that similac this is that 90's kid
Never gonna meet
Another MC that did it like I did
When u hear me fuckin' spit
Just know I'm only here cuz I never quit
And you know I never did
Im so unique I don't even fit it in with the misfits
Cuz I never missed shit
Even when you wished it
Bitches linin' up tryna get some pictures
(Haha) nah I'm just fuckin' with ya
Sit ya ass down your listenin' to rap now
That never back down shit
Let me hear ya clap now
3 dollar price on head
Buck buck buck so fuck breathin'
I play duck duck goose bitch
And its duck season
So many years (so many years)
Plenty cold tears (plenty cold tears)
When nobody's here (nobody's here)
I fuckin' rap my ass off (I fuckin')
So many years (so many years)
Plenty cold tears (plenty cold tears)
When nobody's here (nobody's here)
I fuckin' rap my ass off (I fuckin')
Doubt
I let it fuel my rage
Im full of caged violence b
But I'll silence ya pain (uh)
Gave you chances that you didn't deserve
Pissed on my birth bitch
When I was sent to this earth
I was cursed with raw talent
These jerks are off balanced
With they jealousy it's tellin' me I hurt them all Oww it hurts so bad
I had to prove that i have power
They never tell me to mooove
Once again it's me myself and I we pass the mic
Back and forth like a trespass to your life
Never back down I even go to sleep on my stomach
That means I'm extreme and ima keep shit comin'
Like fuck it i stack metaphors with metaphors
Cuz I met an 8 ball
Told me I would fall cause I be never great
Y'all dont know who you fuckin' with
Fuck it then
So many years (so many years)
Plenty cold tears (plenty cold tears)
When nobody's here (nobody's here)
I fuckin' rap my ass off (I fuckin')
So many years (so many years)
Plenty cold tears (plenty cold tears)
When nobody's here (nobody's here)
I fuckin' rap my ass off (I fuckin')
You the type to give up on a scary vision
Me and you are very different
When i finish this mission
It's the missionary position
If you wonder why I don't got no features
It's s cuz they know that I'll
Come out on top like a pull out method teacher
Squeeze my lung till it pop
If this is my last breathe
I'ma crash test dummy
I fucking pass wreck
I'm talkin' wreckin' the mic
Like I ran over Mike Jones
With my imaginary 64
I know
You know I'm a motherfuckin'
I'm a motherfuckin'
I'm a motherfuckin'
I'm a motherfuckin'
BEAST
Are you the best?
From the air that I inhale
To the lungs in my chest
Till I exhale to ur face
Never say shit under my breath
Yes I draw circles around you clockwise
Till there ain't nothin' left
And you left cockeyed cause you
thought my carbon dioxide was invisible
I make you believe you can see these
rhymes that I be spittin' in a flow (uh)
What's competition we already know who better
I make my teacher believe there's more to me than those 2 letters
I started writing lyrics back when I was 10
Never quit since
I've drenched all my sweat and tears through this pen
I spit bars double entendres and I punch lines till they bend
If I had a choice to do it over
I would do it again
Don't tell me I ain't Hip Hop
I make beats and spit lyrics
I record and mix this beautiful music
So you can hear it
You say fuck Hip Hop like she told you to run
But she just bent over to spell it
Cuz you soft as a cunt
Motherfucker
So many years (so many years)
Plenty cold tears (plenty cold tears)
When nobody's here (nobody's here)
I fuckin' rap my ass off (I fuckin')
So many years (so many years)
Plenty cold tears (plenty cold tears)
When nobody's here (nobody's here)
I fuckin' rap my ass off (I fuckin')
You the type to give up on a scary vision
Me and you are very different
When i finish this mission
It's the missionary position
If you wonder why I don't got no features
It's s cuz they know that I'll
Come out on top like a pull out method teacher
Gimmie that similac this is that 90's kid
Never gonna meet
Another MC that did it like I did
When u hear me fuckin' spit
Just know I'm only here cuz I never quit
And you know I never did
Im so unique I don't even fit it in with the misfits
Cuz I never missed shit
Even when you wished it
Bitches linin' up tryna get some pictures
(Haha) nah I'm just fuckin' with ya
Sit ya ass down your listenin' to rap now
That never back down shit
Let me hear ya clap now
3 dollar price on head
Buck buck buck so fuck breathin'
I play duck duck goose bitch
And its duck season
So many years (so many years)
Plenty cold tears (plenty cold tears)
When nobody's here (nobody's here)
I fuckin' rap my ass off (I fuckin')
So many years (so many years)
Plenty cold tears (plenty cold tears)
When nobody's here (nobody's here)
I fuckin' rap my ass off (I fuckin')
Doubt
I let it fuel my rage
Im full of caged violence b
But I'll silence ya pain (uh)
Gave you chances that you didn't deserve
Pissed on my birth bitch
When I was sent to this earth
I was cursed with raw talent
These jerks are off balanced
With they jealousy it's tellin' me I hurt them all Oww it hurts so bad
I had to prove that i have power
They never tell me to mooove
Once again it's me myself and I we pass the mic
Back and forth like a trespass to your life
Never back down I even go to sleep on my stomach
That means I'm extreme and ima keep shit comin'
Like fuck it i stack metaphors with metaphors
Cuz I met an 8 ball
Told me I would fall cause I be never great
Y'all dont know who you fuckin' with
Fuck it then
So many years (so many years)
Plenty cold tears (plenty cold tears)
When nobody's here (nobody's here)
I fuckin' rap my ass off (I fuckin')
So many years (so many years)
Plenty cold tears (plenty cold tears)
When nobody's here (nobody's here)
I fuckin' rap my ass off (I fuckin')
You the type to give up on a scary vision
Me and you are very different
When i finish this mission
It's the missionary position
If you wonder why I don't got no features
It's s cuz they know that I'll
Come out on top like a pull out method teacher
Squeeze my lung till it pop
If this is my last breathe
I'ma crash test dummy
I fucking pass wreck
I'm talkin' wreckin' the mic
Like I ran over Mike Jones
With my imaginary 64
I know
You know I'm a motherfuckin'
I'm a motherfuckin'
I'm a motherfuckin'
I'm a motherfuckin'
BEAST
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Writer(s): John Gonzales
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