Another enemy

First of all.. Who are you? (Ha)
Another enemy? 
Lemme tell you something…

Fake gang gang white boy,
Go back to class, stop stealing my flow.

You know I’m the original 
This rap shit ain't for you and you know.
Bitch-ass jigga
we both know.
you think you are the shit with that durag on your head

You ain’t no tuff guy

We both know

No waves and no game just a lost soul
This ain’t no competition
now I’ll show my flames from hell underneath this show

If you had sympathy, you wouldn’t have dissed.

For some stupid shit like voting

Now I gotta do rhyme crimes to bust your lies
 made through rappad

You said I made a trash song

Better then what you’ll ever do

You just make broken love rhymes

While I spit fire just for fun.

Smoked up some guap befor’ I wrote

Don’t gotta try

Why are you making lies?

Bitch you arent doing a crimes

Saying my mom hates me

If u were me you wouldn’t be dancing and chearing

U make these lyrics that are deep

Like a open wound that keeps bleeding

While you make with no taste (myan)
You gang gang?You haven’t trapped for shit.
Go back to fluffy hair academy

You ain’t no elephant cuz bitch I’m the champion

(You done?’
(now sit down inna chair.)
class dismissed.
(You ain’t built for dis

(little boy)
(Just wrote your name on my kill list. BITCH…ha’)