ERIK II
I know you thinking I'm a nice guy
I know you feeling like I don't try hard enough to see the light
I used to have fright but now I know I'm right when I say that
Mr. Reinhart is a hater
He a faker, he a taker, he a breaker
Getting all my anger out like I'm a player
Cooking up the heat like I'm a baker
Feeling like a hit maker, see you later
I ain't got no time for the hater man
Ain't got not place in my life for the hater man
I'm a beast on the streets, no debating, man
This ain't a diss, this is full blown anger, man
Feeling like Darth Vader, man
When I was trapping, I was crapping on the Fader, man
Cause Erik wanted me to play the cajon, on the concert date, man
Felt like it was fate when I got up on the stage, man
Embarrassed by the public, and he didn't care
Probably didn't even notice my frustrated little stare
My eyes got a glare when they flare
But Erik just ate a pear
I'm eating the beat but he isn't aware
Man, it's coming up, it's DARE
I'm the tortoise, he the hare
I kept calm all year but now it's time for the nightmare
At least I got my bruddas to back me up in the lair
This type of track is rare, but now I'm raging like a bear cause he a
Mr. Reinhart is a hater
He a faker, he a taker, he a breaker
Getting all my anger out like I'm a player
Cooking up the heat like I'm a baker
Feeling like a hit maker, see you later
I ain't got no time for the hater man
Ain't got not place in my life for the hater man
I'm a beast on the streets, no debating, man
This ain't a diss, this is full blown anger, man
Mr. Reinhart has no clue what I went through back at the coupe
If he could see what I could do then he would run away to an island where nobody would find him, hiding from the Truth
Doug is nodding his head, but Erik look a fool when he be listening for the deeper meaning behind the school
There ain't nothing else to say, except I'm quitting on you
Faking the emotions and using them as a tool
I know you hate me deep down, time to lose your cool
It's hard to be around him for even a week
I try to look strong, but looking at him made me weak
I used to give him a stare, but then I lost my streak
I gotta get back in the ring like "Dbro back in the streets
The beat is a feat I achieve
I be riding around on my 21 speed dirt bike
No I don't like being in a tight space
Everybody race to the line
Don't hit my face with the ball
Wanna fight? Oh, he tall
And I'm short, but that never stopped anyone from
Battle rapping in the hall, I am not about to fall
Cause if I stall, imma get mawled
So I flip and I kick and I roll
Pay the toll
Clapping back at the pole
Drive on the road
Speeding on the highway til I'm gone
Set the tone
Throw me off the roof, I landed on the cone
But I get back up and brush it off
Get in the zone
"Hello, Mr. Wells." Aah
Scary man
He be staring at my soul, I think I need a fan
I might pass out from a panic attack
No lie, he's actually looking at me right now
No, I think he's mad
Mum! Come pick me up! He's about to yell at me for saying a joke
What, seriously? He can't take a joke
I mean, my parents are very concerned, about my fear of Mr. Reinhart
Yeah, they laugh about it, but my dad's all like "don't disrespect him, he's a nice man
Y'know what? Maybe I should stop
I'm sorry, Mr. Reinhart. This whole thing has gone too far
I hope we can get on better terms. Maybe I can get into concert choir next year, turn over a new leaf
Nah, I'm just playing
Mr. Reinhart has no clue what I went through back at the coupe
If he could see what I could do then he would run away to an island where nobody would find him, hiding from the Truth
Doug is nodding his head, but Erik look a fool when he be listening for the deeper meaning behind the school
There ain't nothing else to say, except I'm quitting on you
Faking the emotions and using them as a tool
I know you hate me deep down, time to lose your cool
I know you feeling like I don't try hard enough to see the light
I used to have fright but now I know I'm right when I say that
Mr. Reinhart is a hater
He a faker, he a taker, he a breaker
Getting all my anger out like I'm a player
Cooking up the heat like I'm a baker
Feeling like a hit maker, see you later
I ain't got no time for the hater man
Ain't got not place in my life for the hater man
I'm a beast on the streets, no debating, man
This ain't a diss, this is full blown anger, man
Feeling like Darth Vader, man
When I was trapping, I was crapping on the Fader, man
Cause Erik wanted me to play the cajon, on the concert date, man
Felt like it was fate when I got up on the stage, man
Embarrassed by the public, and he didn't care
Probably didn't even notice my frustrated little stare
My eyes got a glare when they flare
But Erik just ate a pear
I'm eating the beat but he isn't aware
Man, it's coming up, it's DARE
I'm the tortoise, he the hare
I kept calm all year but now it's time for the nightmare
At least I got my bruddas to back me up in the lair
This type of track is rare, but now I'm raging like a bear cause he a
Mr. Reinhart is a hater
He a faker, he a taker, he a breaker
Getting all my anger out like I'm a player
Cooking up the heat like I'm a baker
Feeling like a hit maker, see you later
I ain't got no time for the hater man
Ain't got not place in my life for the hater man
I'm a beast on the streets, no debating, man
This ain't a diss, this is full blown anger, man
Mr. Reinhart has no clue what I went through back at the coupe
If he could see what I could do then he would run away to an island where nobody would find him, hiding from the Truth
Doug is nodding his head, but Erik look a fool when he be listening for the deeper meaning behind the school
There ain't nothing else to say, except I'm quitting on you
Faking the emotions and using them as a tool
I know you hate me deep down, time to lose your cool
It's hard to be around him for even a week
I try to look strong, but looking at him made me weak
I used to give him a stare, but then I lost my streak
I gotta get back in the ring like "Dbro back in the streets
The beat is a feat I achieve
I be riding around on my 21 speed dirt bike
No I don't like being in a tight space
Everybody race to the line
Don't hit my face with the ball
Wanna fight? Oh, he tall
And I'm short, but that never stopped anyone from
Battle rapping in the hall, I am not about to fall
Cause if I stall, imma get mawled
So I flip and I kick and I roll
Pay the toll
Clapping back at the pole
Drive on the road
Speeding on the highway til I'm gone
Set the tone
Throw me off the roof, I landed on the cone
But I get back up and brush it off
Get in the zone
"Hello, Mr. Wells." Aah
Scary man
He be staring at my soul, I think I need a fan
I might pass out from a panic attack
No lie, he's actually looking at me right now
No, I think he's mad
Mum! Come pick me up! He's about to yell at me for saying a joke
What, seriously? He can't take a joke
I mean, my parents are very concerned, about my fear of Mr. Reinhart
Yeah, they laugh about it, but my dad's all like "don't disrespect him, he's a nice man
Y'know what? Maybe I should stop
I'm sorry, Mr. Reinhart. This whole thing has gone too far
I hope we can get on better terms. Maybe I can get into concert choir next year, turn over a new leaf
Nah, I'm just playing
Mr. Reinhart has no clue what I went through back at the coupe
If he could see what I could do then he would run away to an island where nobody would find him, hiding from the Truth
Doug is nodding his head, but Erik look a fool when he be listening for the deeper meaning behind the school
There ain't nothing else to say, except I'm quitting on you
Faking the emotions and using them as a tool
I know you hate me deep down, time to lose your cool
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Writer(s): Brandon Wells
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