(adsbygoogle = window.adsbygoogle || []).push({}); I think a lot of rappers envy me.
i am the mvp of all mvp’s.
im radioactive like an mp3
i aint john cena but you cant see me.
Rappin against these niggas they have no energy.
killin the rap game since elementary

Im the real MC.
Nobody in this group, could really be like me.
Nor on the TV, big screen or 3d.
I am R rated, dont do no PG.
Am i in your way? unblock like a debris.
This is the vendetta that i shall forsee.
I unlock the door with my 18.
These lyrics are gettin hot, turn up the ac.
this kid is my son,call him my trainee.
But when it comes to fire, i spit the 3rd degree

For the people who can't understand the flow of the second verse.
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Lets go m9:

du chu knuw ju chu talking with?
i cnt blame chu for wondering
is it for the sumer i can bring some tangereans

REKT

I just lol'd so hard.

You just started an unbeatable war
I have 16 bars for all 16 doors
I'm about to knock you through
Stop it, you
Grab a tissue, shitsu,
I'm michael vick punching all of these bitches, it's an issue
Sorry for the profanity, Im crazy
ask my doctor about insanity
he'll tell you i reached the top of the charts
Re-write this verse to your classmates like bart
You're in detention, now that i've got your attention
stand back and watch me murder these kids in their adolescence
They tell me
Aye, B, with all this power that you seize
Why don't you become staff? Fuck bitches with double d's?
I tell em, these MC's don't stand a chance against Haley
Now stand back and watch me create history you big baby :wub:

back in merkcity, a nightmare was a dream
Twin 42’s and an all camo 17
my 17 held 10, a bullet for every sin.
I say fuck god, i'll kill my own kin.
I can burn a bullet through the hole in your skin
Talk about breaks, i can break your shin.
all you need is a real toy to toss you in a bin.

Kid, you're just a breakfast, you're my next peasant.
I can put you on my sallad like some french dressing.
This ain't Christmas eve, so don't be expecting presents.
It's your damn birthday and your father ain't present.
Fuckin with the real nigga, I promise deaths pleasant.
Talking sanctional shit, call it your next blessing.
You ain't no competition, so i aint stressing.
real niggas spit raps, fuck a text message.

yal niggas better be fast
take a seat cause this aint gonna be fast
ima make sure i make it last
cause u be acting like u got money and its ll good cause ima still yo honey
i got yo girl a a bunny for valinetine
when i was with her i can garantee she was a dime
this is all i got time for
and get the fuck out u hore
ima hit u with the door



A1 Shit

Talk about gettin hit with a door, I'll leave you with a red mark and a sore.
I'll kick your aussie ass from the pacific ocean to the atlantic shore.
Lil' boys like you don't have flow, niggas like me are hardcore.
Your raps are half written, i got freestyles galore.
While you sitting at the bottom, i'm hitting high scores.
Pussy boy like you? Do you really want war?

Alright.
You Trying to act like u a thug
u live on the street and u cant even afford a rug
u gotta sleep on the floor and get eatin by bug
im sittin in my house chilln
i can garantee i trillin
when it come to shit
u cant beat me
but u get the d
u say your the real mc
your on ngu 24/7 u play on the pc
yo stupids like u drink beer
im liike how tf u get here
u cant even get home
wishin yo ass was a king like me in rome

This statement aint even worth my time.
Keep talking shit, and avoid committing crimes.
While you serving your time, imma steal your shrine.
Why the fuck you making multiple statements in the same line?

I run up in your crib with the best weapons.
I stash grenades and rockets at the Best Western.
I'll take yo ass back to school and give you your next lesson.
The lyrics that you spit is out of order like an all black cheetah.
Please don't give me flames, or i'll ignite my heater.
When i'm talking size upgrade, i aint talking bout no liters.
Give you a quick measurements, call it a meter.
Hotter than your brain, call it a fever.
Im on the road to moderator, you're a back seater.

Hell yeah dude! Keep it up that's off the back of my head I go hard when I freestyle in person