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No Competition
- People been trippin' tryna keep me out of the scene,
- 'Cause they think I ain't good 'cause I'm only fifteen,
- I don't know what you mean, bitch you must've not seen,
- I was born with this skill in my genes and if I wasn't,
- Then explain why it's foreseen that I'll be making cream,
- Like a product from Dairy Queen, not the best but,
- I'm very keen on being able to sustain a rhyme scheme,
- But sometimes it might seem I ain't the one writing these,
- But it's whatevs 'cause when I squeeze this fuckin' pen,
- And turn in a full 180 degrees and stab my opponent in,
- The motherfuckin' head and make him drop to his knees,
- Like I'm John Wick, which is pretty fuckin' ironic,
- Since I kill these beats consistently like Em back in
- Chronic, but I leave a sting like a fuckin' bumble bee,
- Or being radioactively atomic, but I been the bomb,
- 'Cause my raps are sprinkled with napalm therefore,
- You can say I'm explosive on every song, turn it up,
- More like turn it on, 'cause this game is my bitch,
- And I'm the abusive other half of it, so I take a,
- Massive shit on your wack ass career 'cause every,
- Year I'll be here to tell you how bad you are to
- Your motherfuckin' ear, the end is coming near,
- But in order for me to see an actual competition,
- I'd need a mirror, I'm just so narcissistic, I'm just,
- So smart and gifted with all these bars I shitted,
- So I squeeze 'em out, but I'm barely going hard with it,
- But I'm stuck here with no intent to leave 'cause,
- I'm behind bars with it, so y'all can come get it,
- But come into my zone and you won't leave without,
- Being disoriented, but my intentions weren't meant,
- For you to be offended, but if you are then deal with it,
- But sometimes I just feel like I don't get across,
- To anybody in this damn rap game, I feel ashamed,
- To be apart of something so boring and plain, MC's,
- Ain't being creative like they used to be, it's all,
- Chain this, chain that, chick this, chick that,
- Bitch I'd go listen to Kidz Bop if I wanted to,
- Listen to a kid's rap, I wouldn't even consider that,
- shit rap, sounds more like a wet pile of crap,
- But back on track you're already being overlapped,
- Talking hella shit when I'm turned around behind my back,
- But when I turn around and I finally acknowledge that,
- Where y'all phonies at, tired of y'all phony acts,
- Think your career is lit, blow it out, you're outmatched,
- We ain't the same, know the difference, I'm an outcast.
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