moment of truth

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here we go again,prepare
to meet your end,just
look you up on facebook
you have 0 friends
this kids a Toser yo he ain't even
kissed a girl,you write her love
letters,i buy her ice and pearls
so how you like me now
even roxanne is in the wow
blings got style
im off the gold chain
if you a rapper why is kris your backup dancer like an EX from soul train
I see your mommy and your daddy in the front row
they must be embarrased or you bro
youre not a real mc you should quit ti hip hop
now be a good boy
and go get your mop
your the snake without the rattle
your the boat without the paddle
your the duck without the waddle
your the horse without the saddle
your the ranch without the cattle
your the day without the shadow
son i think you should skidadle ( Lol he killed it )
kcik grapple
sayonara ounk arrive derci
what language do I have to say for you to hear me clearly
adios amigo
your over with finito
this clown couldnt rap anything but my burrito
you have to hold your mommys hand before you cross the street
you have to sneak out the house just to clean and sweep
and now you look queasy
i made him mute
put your camera phones up so you can post this on youtube
truths got screw loose
hes terrifies to bust
so lightweighted that i could blow him over with a gust
youre weak like seven days
you deserve boos
you should walk around in some high heeled shoes
you should rock pigtails and a skirt
your shaking in your boots are your feet getting hurt
ooh well maybe i should hurt more than your feelings
maybe i should rip off the theater ceiling
maybe you should start kneeling as i the great histy youre so wack
if you were me you couldnt diss me
kissy kissy roxanne did you miss me
ill take you out to dinner after ive eaten this pipsqueak
and when were on vacation ill him house sit
heres a couple bucks buy yourself a better outfit
you know what?
you don't have a stack of cash or flashy pad
i saw you last week drivin a taxi cab
your secrets out
and know they now sport
well call you if we need a ride to an airport
in fact you can drop me off home after this
then you can take your couple bucks back but as a tip
you playing yourself like solitaire
telling everyone thats here youre a millionaire
youre not a baller your a phony
ill bet your whole crew was a bunch of rent-a-homies
and now you liein bed lonely
your personan'n a farside
the only girls you get are in the pages of a catalog
here stands lord of the Bluff
his lies were legendary until the truth made him hush
and whats funny is your truth is enough
whyd you have to makeup all the money and the stuff
i guess its easier to play the role and act hard
cause you dont have the guts to tell us who you really are
so you can keep a trophy you dont deserve
i might be a bus boy but you just got... served

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