im the illest rapper to ever hit the streets/
when ya hear this, ya head bobs to the beat/
i got hard lyrics to strike you with/
people sayin that my lyrics hit harder hten bricks/
say what ya want, it dont bother me anyway/
cuz i got the lyrical skill of 50, Em, and Dre/
im like the snack Goldfish, i blow othe rrappers away/
i always knew i would be famous some day/
the state i live in, has so many copycatters/
cant think of shit on they own, so they come and look at us/
i got ill lyrics and i spray em to ya fast/
shit, faster then diahrea sprayin from an ass/
dont mess iwht me, or ill leave ya in a daze/
you wanna be like me, so ya change ya ways/
i aitn teh future, nor the best/
but im workin hard to get there, for my bury me to rest/
i do beat the shit outa people when im mad/
so my advice to you, get me them Glad trash bags/
never used a gun in my life/
dont know how, why the fuck you think i carry this knife?/
when i die, im dyin a legend/
so all you wack emmcee's, best get to steppin/
chorus: i aint the best/ but i will be for they bury me to rest/
got a mind full of insane thoughts/ the war between me and my heart, and even done bein fought/
im as crazy as Hitler was in the '40's/
what kinda mothafucker thinks they can kill all ***s, with no supportings?/
i make sure tha my lyrics come hard/
i do it on purpose, to leave you emotionally scarred/
the Columbine shooting, i put the gun in the kids hand/
todl him good luck, and said "see ya man"/
im full of anger and hate/
when i write songs, i make sure yall can relate/
used to beat up my brothers, to see what would happen/
now they all dazed, and never laughin/
you know i got rhymes that are really tight/
and im just 13, and already rockin the mic/
got in fights at school, all the time/
i would hit em in the face, and commit a crime/
never did like rich people around me/
alwyas braggin how they new oven makes great browines/
i hated dressin up in dressess lookin like a girlie girl/
shit, that was the LAST thing i wanted to look like in this world/
chorus
fuckin pricks around me tryna test me/
when in reality, these cats dont evne impress me/
i get a bat, a basketball and create a new sport/
no noe likes it,so i kill em, make em look different ways and sorts/
im as a safe as an erupting earthquake/
come aroun dme, and you'll die tryna get away/
i can make you feel REAL dumb/
shit giv eyou advice abotu chewin gum/
got blonde hair, but dont act like a blonde/
i dont walk around twirlin my hari all day long/
i walk around with an innocnet look on my face/
get ya to come to my house, then kill ya wihtout a trace/
i aint racits, but more the world is, in many places/
too many stupid motherfuckers, lets just face it/
liek Nas said, the world iant comin to good/
like Pac said, you can still grow in the hood/
i think people are WAY to ignorant to even realize/
they sayin "life goes on" when a child dies/
i aint a criminal, but you can all me a traitor/
set up bombs in Publix, left a note sayin "12 mins left, later"/
after the beat to the music stops/
ima leave and go rob a few mall shops/
chorus
when ya hear this, ya head bobs to the beat/
i got hard lyrics to strike you with/
people sayin that my lyrics hit harder hten bricks/
say what ya want, it dont bother me anyway/
cuz i got the lyrical skill of 50, Em, and Dre/
im like the snack Goldfish, i blow othe rrappers away/
i always knew i would be famous some day/
the state i live in, has so many copycatters/
cant think of shit on they own, so they come and look at us/
i got ill lyrics and i spray em to ya fast/
shit, faster then diahrea sprayin from an ass/
dont mess iwht me, or ill leave ya in a daze/
you wanna be like me, so ya change ya ways/
i aitn teh future, nor the best/
but im workin hard to get there, for my bury me to rest/
i do beat the shit outa people when im mad/
so my advice to you, get me them Glad trash bags/
never used a gun in my life/
dont know how, why the fuck you think i carry this knife?/
when i die, im dyin a legend/
so all you wack emmcee's, best get to steppin/
chorus: i aint the best/ but i will be for they bury me to rest/
got a mind full of insane thoughts/ the war between me and my heart, and even done bein fought/
im as crazy as Hitler was in the '40's/
what kinda mothafucker thinks they can kill all ***s, with no supportings?/
i make sure tha my lyrics come hard/
i do it on purpose, to leave you emotionally scarred/
the Columbine shooting, i put the gun in the kids hand/
todl him good luck, and said "see ya man"/
im full of anger and hate/
when i write songs, i make sure yall can relate/
used to beat up my brothers, to see what would happen/
now they all dazed, and never laughin/
you know i got rhymes that are really tight/
and im just 13, and already rockin the mic/
got in fights at school, all the time/
i would hit em in the face, and commit a crime/
never did like rich people around me/
alwyas braggin how they new oven makes great browines/
i hated dressin up in dressess lookin like a girlie girl/
shit, that was the LAST thing i wanted to look like in this world/
chorus
fuckin pricks around me tryna test me/
when in reality, these cats dont evne impress me/
i get a bat, a basketball and create a new sport/
no noe likes it,so i kill em, make em look different ways and sorts/
im as a safe as an erupting earthquake/
come aroun dme, and you'll die tryna get away/
i can make you feel REAL dumb/
shit giv eyou advice abotu chewin gum/
got blonde hair, but dont act like a blonde/
i dont walk around twirlin my hari all day long/
i walk around with an innocnet look on my face/
get ya to come to my house, then kill ya wihtout a trace/
i aint racits, but more the world is, in many places/
too many stupid motherfuckers, lets just face it/
liek Nas said, the world iant comin to good/
like Pac said, you can still grow in the hood/
i think people are WAY to ignorant to even realize/
they sayin "life goes on" when a child dies/
i aint a criminal, but you can all me a traitor/
set up bombs in Publix, left a note sayin "12 mins left, later"/
after the beat to the music stops/
ima leave and go rob a few mall shops/
chorus
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