Swag-er. this is a mixtape about... nothing. not on drugs
After i axed the guy who asked why my rappin' sucks.
Terribad is one word sucks is another
The therapist said hello but my mom would wonder
After i axed the guy who asked why my rappin' sucks.
Took her to the club bought her three more bottles
Smoke until i ain't got no lungs
Bubbles and drains, it sucks
Your flow sucks with no rhythm, flows hit you, knock ya back,
Money in a bag, stones be yellow as a cat
It sucks and is such a shame
Things'll never be the same
My diamonds talk for me they say hi can i meet you
Your rap is not fresh, its sucks, this fuck's choosin to
Your flow sucks like vacuums / ill step in to your dads room
Or maybe its they fault that we ain't holla since june
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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