EXPRESSWAY!
• Written by JeffyDaRapper
JeffyDaRapper's Notes
SEASON 4, EPISODE 2
J-Fee's entry in a battle rap that he's participating in for fun.
(Season 4 is pretty much meant to be like Season 1, except with written stuff and not much story... at first. The thing is, I have something cool I wanna do for this season in particular, and it won't just be skits or recorded raps.
There is a chance that a song or two from Unused Songs could be integrated in Season 4. This will happen to a song if I think the addition makes sense. Expect this to happen likely very soon.)
What's the matter, got a lotta problems?
Too bad that you will neva solve em
Chemo therapy on your dreams verbatim
Your pride got taken, misplaced and mistaken
Come up to the board, go solve this equation
The embarrassment finna leave you shaken
You ever winning is considered forsaken
Come up to the block, eyes with tears laden
Press continue on the game yet you never getting fame
I don't know why you maintain these fruitless attempts in vain
You got cocaine in yo veins, and it ain't just growing pains
You'll be all that remains, chained in your domain
No need to strain yourself, in any way you're insane
No need to explain your self-doubt, just stay in your lane
Your success you overcame, fires from the windowpane
It's preordained in your memory, just go crash the plane
(Let's go)
~WHO IS THIS FOOL STANDING BY ME~
~PROBABLY JUST SOME MALADY~
~THEY NEED THAT REALITY~
~UP THEIR NOSE EVERY SUNDAY~
~MAYBE THEY WILL LEARN SOMEDAY~
~THEY MAY GO ON HOLIDAY~
~THEIR PRIDE LEFT ASTRAY~
~A TORN EXPRESSWAY~
(ey)
Pull up like a cop car doin crooked jobs
I have every right to call every one of the shots
What are the odds, you'll be in my line of sight?
Guns drawn, gunshots, what a stereotype
I'm high as a kite and you a low lobotomite
Slow wit, dull might, I may win tonight
Depends on how polite the crowd feels midnight
My height towers over you, be my sacrifice
Listen to you? I’d rather be dead
You coming apart, start with a loose thread
I look at you with the same kinda dread
That I see niggas who tryna see me on my deathbed
Well lookie there, bitch, how yo money spread?
Must be a glitch how you’re oh so ahead
Of the game, but soon you’ll be caught in debt
You’ll never be like my old man Ted, bitch!
~WHO IS THIS FOOL STANDING BY ME~
~PROBABLY JUST SOME MALADY~
~THEY NEED THAT REALITY~
~UP THEIR NOSE EVERY SUNDAY~
~MAYBE THEY WILL LEARN SOMEDAY~
~THEY MAY GO ON HOLIDAY~
~THEIR PRIDE LEFT ASTRAY~
~A TORN EXPRESSWAY~
(ey)
Chocolate cake gang
You know the outro gotta be somewhere
Good luck to me and my opponent WOOP
