You all say you got skills, you must be popping pills
Saying you can rap is like saying that your wheels are real
I thought this thread would die, once you squares came off your high
But see that you return, only to get burned.
My flow is so smooth like the tone from my duals
I ride on this beat while I take your ass to school
Only few in this thread, rhymes are top notch
The rest of cats need to stick to riding jock.
Bonus:
This lady work with smokes like a train
Her lungs are fucked, much like her brain
She bitches and complains, everyday is the same
Someone please shut her up, and tell her “stay in your lane”.
She tried to mastermind, the token kids demise
But I cover my ass, like a stripper with nasty gas
The broad ran to my boss, snitching at what cost?
He said to her ass so what, Its not his fault…..
Whew!!!
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