Rap God cover (Just me song 6)
• Written by xEbo
(Hook)
Im beginning to feel like a Rap God, Rap God.
Let this be a testimony of what ive got ive got
I say im strong because thats just what ive thought ive thought
Dont fucking think i didnt hear that taunt.
(Verse)
For me to just say fuck you will be just mean, feel like im the only one walking
who has logic, my thoughts drip out like a broke faucet, got a mind of
steel so my foes dropped bitch so keep livin and dont kill your conscience,
stay militant and just be honest, no imma keep livin in all this blindness,
fuck that, now does that get you any profit? but your rhymes are rude
and cheap as hell i cant even buy it from a market, with all these pissy
and prissy brats, you dont really wanna see me a havin some drags with
a dragon passin it in the back like madden after a laughable laughing match (aha)
and at the exact same time i attempt these myrical filled RapPad raps. Ill
still be able to tend to my stable filled with all these other rappad faggots!
only realized i was atomic when i signed on to rappad mad, how could
i not flow all i do want is want repu-tation feel the strap when it snaps, looks
like your havin a rough time period heres a bag full zags, its actually a bag
full a rags, to clean up your act little fag.
(Hook)
(Verse)
Everybody want be in the deep end like they learned how to swim but they
have not, well to be truthful you humans are making this world filled with
a doom-filled exuberance, you make me sick to my puking, my songs are
known to be some sort of tabloid to all you bitches who school skipped (you)
mcs been making a few hits i can groove with but lately its "Fuck that guy".
now i speak truthful and fluent, me? im a product of not him, but God and
thats who im rocking so stay out of my flock kid sittin there tensed up,
while im dripping in confidence, inspired enough to one day grow and be
in something less dense, to me, fuckin with me and and ill get to poppin'
whole balls of flames even though i walk with a gold heart to change only thought
of change you have is what your gonna wear today (lames). You fags think
im not gonna change till i through you off in the range, as a target, you
will never really go far kid. little slave and a toy, you say you felt pain but your
just faking it boy, i wanna send your soul to satan and wait till ur souls straightened boy,
toy trains and lazer rays is what ur thinking boy, you get fucked up black and bruised
if you fuck with my state little boy, hey little boy, what you say little boy?
i used to melt feds with rays little boy, im a soldier, so i basically race with with the pace
unlike gay little boys, basically boy youd run like a bitch if you met death face to face little bot
cause.
(Hook)
(Verse 3)
Faking art and making art is different but odd, kneel before the generals of this
the system now wheres god? wheres god? once youve been born your gone and chosen
to cope with society's frozen, hearts that have been stolen immediately when your moms holes opened,
and i will not be frozen, just a walking slave with a mind thats opened, whenn the worlds fogged with rodents!
artist are gone not frugal, they spend all like fools but, Ill take anyone with me whos willing to not be fools too,
cause we, will honesty rule with a passion of coolness mix it with some cars call it coolwhip!
it will be good for once in a while so i wanna make sure somewhere in this madness i rule
with one 9 and, maybe even a couple of guys who are going through tough times,
but you know i gotta stay on one side, just in case cause you other guys, keep doggin on me while im in my prime,
i know there was i time where once I, was one of them but i still flipped sides like a fucking jedi to the darkside,
so must i, put some wine in your glass so you faggots can unwind, i got to big so
here ya come tryna, kill me like i did a crime, i said all these faggot ass rappers can just get fucked, die,
tried to say these before put i wasnt online, put you all in a line so you can sense maturity, and id be fine.
see if i get nervous when you come around think not cause im,
morphin into a boy who, wants to change the world who, just wants to be,
heard, but your just in a time warp from whats right and whats wrong you, and i dont know what the fuck
that you lie for your pointless as a gun with no fucking,muzzle. you write riddles
well fuck all your puzzles. and i just brought a new chain gun from my tutor just to come and shoot ya like when
Taylors performance made Kanye mad, cause Beyonce had a performance way better,
single ladies i fuck with that jam bro. man oh, man how long was that maybe 2009 yo. so Kanye got up and went straight to
the stage "hey taylor imma let you finish" lyrics coming at you like a bro when ya tell him to (come at me bro!)
Uh grab a spoon and make some cool whip made from humans, they told
me i couldnt cover this but i got to writing far from clueless, innovative and im
made of paper so anything you say to me is getting written and used mercilessly against you bitch
and im levitating from all this hate you featherweights gave me so i be thanking
all the motherfuckers who say he couldnt ever in his life cover shady, never thinking more than never failing
so keep on waiting for the day to say i fell off quit your celebration, cause i gotta way to get your life ruined
and i aint ever gonna lose it! "oh hes not popular' well thats what you do when you have a better crew bitch,
its not if your not pop--ular its your friends you can choose them, i dont
know why i give advice like that, not such a popular dude, tell me when it occurs
to you when i grow up so much that i will murder you, and just when you think im done i'll come
at your kids too uh! schools fuck me, your lucky, cause look at your ass your paid over flowing with money
i pull on my self cause im the only one i rely to and im a million leagues above truth, u must be ill
if im speaking wrong fool, i snapped i know so take my fucking pieces and recover me,
bumping 2pac and Royce still far from a druggy but in my head i can still feel peer pressure tugging,
my lust fights with my composure and here is what they both tell me, they ask me to eliminate
some of my closest mates but if you ask in consideration the bitter hatred i had
then you may make me happy and not regret it with a passion and understand
the pains sting, but fuck it, lifes handing you lemons throw it back in its face then
but if i cant muster my feelings how am i supposed to fake being crazy,
dont mistake me for crazy its a fatal mistake, if you think i need to just get over me
and think it as painless, your freaking wrong, life made made me fall on my face
like a wake up call so never be afraid
pick up the phone.