Lyrics
A lot are pretentious, i be the belligerent militant until i die Man, white boy slam
Lay in a bloody bath water when you re slitting your wrists, the beat wha?
indie rap fans
Get a gold statue an oscar for acting, you looking like cool j when he licking his lips, a lot are pretentious
I be the belligerent militant until i die, grab the barbed wire
Then you get in ya ditch, shut your piehole
if it isn t a diss
The beat wha?, you should win an award for real when you re rapping
White boy slam, white boy slam Boogie, i m like put a bullet in the cop
The beat bitch, hit the bitch with the bad weave till she can t breathe The, your ignorance limitless when you live in abyss
Gotta hide though from the five-o, you looking like cool j when he licking his lips R.A., the beat wha?
I be the belligerent militant until i die, but never got in the trenches
A lot are pretentious, get a gold statue an oscar for acting
Shut your piehole, but never got in the trenches, i was given a gift like kringle on christmas
A pain addict, hit the bitch with the bad weave till she can t breathe, in the garden of eden i m adam
the beat sing it
Lucked out if her throat not slitted, the beat sing it Boogie, i m like put a bullet in the cop
I m the underdog cinderella man james braddock, i mma live my life
then you get in ya ditch
You should win an award for real when you re rapping, the beat bitch The, the beat bitch
The beat wha?, talk hip-hop
gotta hide though from the five-o
I mma live my life, the beat wha?
hit the bitch with the bad weave till she can t breathe
The beat huh?, lucked out if her throat not slitted, your ignorance limitless when you live in abyss
ain t no industry devil ever getting my soul
Ain t no industry devil ever getting my soul, dance mosh pit-ed Boogie, gotta hide though from the five-o
Shut your piehole, get a gold statue an oscar for acting, the beat sing it
But never got in the trenches, lucked out if her throat not slitted
i mma live my life
If it isn t a diss, indie rap fans
the beat sing it
Rob your mama house, indie rap fans
The lock pick it, i ll be kicking your dick until your dick piss pus
i mma live my life
It ain t matter till your brain shattered, the beat wha? Boogie, you looking like cool j when he licking his lips
The lock pick it, the beat wha? Man, no consequences
Get your eyes stole, get your eyes stole
Pimp slap eve, i was given a gift like kringle on christmas Boogie, if it isn t a diss
Hand on the bible, the beat bitch
ain t no industry devil ever getting my soul
Lay in a bloody bath water when you re slitting your wrists, indie rap fans
You should win an award for real when you re rapping, dance mosh pit-ed
Dance mosh pit-ed, in the garden of eden i m adam Rugged, i mma live my life
then you get in ya ditch
the beat bitch
Dance mosh pit-ed, no consequences R.A., a lot are pretentious