Lunch Time Cypher (V Remix)

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We takin' y'all back

Back to high school freestyles

Let's go

Nigga, this that high school lunch time cypher

I might just step in this bitch and fuck your life up

I hope the principal doesn't come and give me a write up

Now who the fuck I gotta snatch the mic from?

 

This is the lunch freestyle, meanwhile

I’m at yo’ house wit’ ya girl asking if she can be down

Yo’ chick ain’t 'posed to come close to me

This time, this year, there is much more fatigue

I’m insane, stuck in the rap game

Bad raps give me back pains, this right here is the gat game

I want the fame and the ladies, then I won't be the same

I ain't tall like a crane, my girl shake the thang

I fuck the freestyles, bane of domestication

Descendant from Adam and Eve, holy incarnation

I’m the god of great rap creation, my feeling’s elation

I’m a star constellation, and I eat crustaceans

I’m a bright mothafucka, I know you a sucka

'Cause you was lookin' up pictures of Chris Tucker, like a mothafucka

Pull up in the trucka, you got bad lucka

I'll stab a knife through ya, then drag ya to a gutter

I’m a great guy, I'm not that shy

In the studio, I'm doin' expirements like a Science Guy

I’m high as a 747 still in the sky

Just try me like DeJ Loaf, and you will die

My life got off on a common core

I swore to never torture those ears of yours, I always rap for sport

I'm a Nightcrawler, all I do is rap and warp

I'll give you the insiders on the game like Rapoport

Name’s Velton, but you can call me V

Successful rich person with 50 cars is who I’ll be

I'll have stacks to the roof, I'll have racks in my shoes

The government will soon be gatherin' my dues

Maybe, my nigga, I like Minecraft

Every time I tell someone, they call me a nerd and laugh

They see me playing sports and being athletic and all that

All I really wanna do is commit suicide with a gat

I kill these raps like serial killers, kill, I'm a mess

I research guns and weapons like I’m war-obsessed

I’m like a superhero with my rap powers I possess

I defeat the wack-ass Wayne ‘cause bad rap never rests

I’m hotter than the 800 degrees on planet Venus

I’m hotter than the Phoenix or the Norse thesis

I’ll better than all y'all niggas out there in the game

So watch out, cause I'm a lion who's never been tamed

I love to eat and party all day

I don’t think I have the time for that shit anyway

Gotta do summer homework, and I don't get no pay

For rappin' cause I'm not in mainstream, not today!

So all y'all wack-ass, talkin-bout-money rappers

I'll take ya head off with a fork and chew it like a raptor

Remember Lil' V next time you think of rhymin'

Y'all niggas can't stop my ass from climbin'

 

This that high school lunch time cypher

I might just step in this bitch and fuck your life up

I hope the principal doesn't come and give me a writeup

Now who the fuck I gotta snatch the mic from?

 

Mars Bar, Spartan scar, I'm scarred for life

Cars on Mars, constellations, stars, I'm full of strife

We spar from far away, I'm smart but not today

Maybe, one day, insanity will soon take me away

Check this out, I diss 'bout these whack rappers then he's out

Cause my girl walked in naked, this movie's rated please out

A weed drought I read 'bout, them people wanting to ease out

When V sprouts, perceived doubt, I might be able to leave out

V clouds your mind, and V clouds your soul

Your brain'll be walking on stalker like an old lady on a stroll

I bomb like a troll, get on my computer and scroll

If you want this fire, you're gonna have to pay a toll

I'm on the bowl, spitting fire like you never seen me do before

I'm new to more, you spewed some more, when Lil V would do the gore

I score, between the doors, and on the floor, the core of more

You snored so loud, I heard it then I morphed!

Party music, Aston Martin with Marty Music

You make sorry movements, your heart is choosing

If you live or not, I'll puncture it

With a six inch kitchen knife engraved "V is the shit"

I'l put all these whack rappers up in hacky sacks

Wearing slacks, like Jay Z when he decided to be dapper

Whack the mole, clack and load, macking cold

Zack and Code, Jack is old, back to gold, apple code

Every time I start rhyming, the fire alarms are on

I'm like a dragon, I'll breathe and burn, like arson

Rappers who are better than me? Man, there are none

Reasons why I rap? I just wanna be me. That ARE ONE!

As you can see, I can rap like me

I might not quite be, the rapper you might see

So when you go to sleep, remember Lil V

I'm going to sleep, so write your stupid lyrics on a sheet

 

This that high school lunch time cypher

I might just step in this bitch and fuck your life up

I hope the principal doesn't come and give me a writeup

Now who the fuck I gotta snatch the mic from?