Rapper? - 37stoy

Yeah put a couple bitch niggas on, now they talk back Now they pray on my fall, better fall back Hit 'em whip 'em dismissing 'em all never call back Stumble mumbling niggas with words what you call rap Man this shit is a catastrophe My next bars coming up are an analogy of savagery The blood straight thicker than water I'm going drrrrr for the family So I hit 'em wit a semi automatic I'm running these niggas static They bleeding I made it g-g-g-g-g-graphic I'm killing and wreaking havoc destroying every dynamic I'm putting niggas in plastic My reach is fucking organic They broken I'm the mechanic They stole it I took it back then replaced it with something magic Completely different and classic The size of the fucking planet Gigantic and so galactic volcanic and so sporadic These niggas tried to put Dax to sleep I go hard 24 7 days a week I'm strong they weak I put you niggas on ya feet You can't compete today, ye Let 'em have it, have it Want something you better go grab it, grab it Ain't beefing with niggas they average, average Vegetarian niggas you cabbage, cabbage Wasn't even a friend They hopping up on the trend They tried to put me to bed no damage, damage Now I'm stacking the bands And living life on the edge They jealous broke and depressed I'm lavish, lavish Ya you niggas can't rap with me You ass you cheeks You living in a fantasy I tried to turn you into gold like it was alchemy You passed on me And now you fucking after me See I'm as good as good gets, you niggas good at best My bests better than the best when my bests at rest I'm like Zion when I'm rappin niggas can't contest My bars dunking on yo head because you lack context You the niggas in the gym who do nothing but flex With no weight on the bar pushing off yo chest Then you act like you stronger then that one huge nigga in the gym Who can curl your whole weight for reps You crazy lazy your hate don't phase is pays me Ten times what you make daily What I made this year is equivalent to what you'll by the time your 80 Fucking wit the rhythm hit 'em with precision I don't ever miss 'em my bars like guns no safety Put 'em position, then I let 'em diss 'em Then I had to kill 'em you tried I applaud your bravery How you try to play me like that I got the mop so it's impossible for me to be trash You really thought that I would stop I'm putting niggas on blast Unleash the beast Kamehameha on ya ass Where you at I better see you react like Shaq No homo I'm finna Dontai nut yo ass No slow mo, I'm going so fast Fucking a bag Fuck it I'm mad Fuck it you had I gave you a chance again Janitor, janitor, janitor, another reference You're stupid if you think that silly little word Could diminish this mufukin' excellence This is effortless, I shouldn't be so generous Switched on niggas no Ellen DeGenerous Say my name like Destiny's Child You say it only to get relevant Your irrelevant niggas can't grind how I grind Shine how I shine Rhyme how I rhyme Youtube rapper or mainstream rapper After I drop this nigga I'm top 5 Niggas wanna bang on my line like a tuxedo like we all got ties No beef five guys try to rap in this beat You'll drive get stopped like a DUI Y'all lack originality, the insecurities you tried To place upon me are what you have in actuality Continue with the hate y'all focused on me, I'm focused on me Thats double my pay plus tip I just quadrupled my rate, then flip drop shipped in every state Y'all hating on me, I'm praying for you And that's the mufuking reason you can't be great They crazy These wack ass rappers gotta play me I am your father, you're my babies They bit my style now I got rabies Who get 'em moving like this Who get 'em grooving like this Niggas be moving on my go Niggas been lying on him Bitches been tryna' to get it Wiggity wack and they all know Nigga it's plain to see Dax nigga I'm the one they pay to see Finish niggas finish niggas like A to Z Uh, fucking up a bag while I talk my shit I done made a couple million wit no radio hits They say Dax can't rap, what the fuck this is Head bopping with a frown when they play my shit, go

Dear Colson I wrote you but you still haven't posted The only time you rocked a full house Was when you were an Olson But anyways fuck it man Hows your little daughter Hopefully not getting involved with Needles like her drug addicted father I'm on another plane I'm so awoken You tryna emerge and see but crash, you sully choking And when I'm home alone bitch You're still Macaulay Culkin I'll march with the NRA to have this Machine Gun Kelley broken Tough little pistol Kelly Shit I'll fist you so hard till I hit your belly This dude is anorexic somebody get him a sandwich Mixed with Jelly I'm not even pissed, no really I'm ballin like a disco, silly Those jabs you missed though Nelly I'm comin for your wrist throat Kelly Come at me dawg, I'm sick Polio These haters are all liars coming out the woodwork like pinnochio I hate these mumble rappers They go "DA DA DA DI" Catch me in a maserati (Skkkkrttt) Or a fucking buggati That I don't own I rent, to be somebody I don't know (Lil Pump) I don't know (Lil Pump) Lil Yachty I'm a Jambaddi Okay I'm gettin side tracked Back to Kelly The fake makaveli Bandana round your throat Just fuckin do it Hang yourself stupid And Logan Paul will take a pic Jump off a roof and finally make a hit You're shady's bitch About to get smoked like a Jamaican Spliff This square'll get chopped up into bacon bits Ahh, what was I sayin shit Oh yea I wanna let people know this That I've noticed The comments, that I'm a shady clone and I believe that I am him, and I'm with Kim And I'm delusional There's something you should know I'm not a lunatic I just knew this shit That I used to get Myself exposure and it worked I'm on the news and shit You're laughing at me While I'm here laughing at y'all Talking shit behind a computer surrounded by walls And I'm gettin paid Probably fuckin your bitch That's why she doesn't answer your calls So fuck you all Fuck all of y'all I hate these mumble rappers They go "DA DA DA DI" Catch me in a maserati (Skkkkrttt) Or a fucking buggati That I don't own I rent, to be somebody I don't know (Lil Pump) I don't know (Lil Pump) Lil Yachty I'm a Jambaddi Marshall is taking to long Time for the Stans to unite To stand up and fight! Raising standards Like I am Stanford For every stanza I'm planning to write I can walk on water But still standoffish (off fish) You understanding my lines? Dismantling mics With candles to light This ouija board We handle tonight The rap devil's getting baptized The power of Jesus compels you (Sike) If anything needs to be exorcised on this guy it's a muscle Like bashir's mum, son We gettin ready to start a dizaster I'm wiping away you scum chunks Like switching a carbon reactor Y'all ain't shit but a cum dump See man I'm trashing this wrapper But we know this don't actually matter This is just the calm before Marshal gets at ya Bitch wait You're a shit stain Are you pussys mad at this click bait Fuck it I'll stick the tip of my dick In ya chick till the clitorous rips Knock Knock Knock Who the fuck is that? I dunno let me check Yo what up it's Kells Cleveland Yo throw a beat on Hand me the clippers his beard is weird Clippers? Uh yeah And a black shevel Shevel? don't you mean shovel No. I mean shevel Yeah where's the auto tune at? I'm sick of them sweatsuits and them corny hats lets talk about it I'm sick of eating food when I see a dude I just walk around it I'm sick of being a stick and feelin like shit but I'm still Kelly So much seamen inside of my belly and now I am feeling it swelling Damn Shut up you hella thin skeleton You're just an irrelevant elephant In the room, soft as watermelon gelatin Gone off the deep end like louise and thelma did Lookin like a alien Local like L.A.N Where is chris hanson when We need to catch a man who's been Dangling his teenie little weenie on the gram again No wonder marshal's panicking you're gonna get hammered in Switch Keep screwin around you might be the Dumbest motherfucker since Justin Bieber Or logan paul when he tried to tweet a Diss up against Chris D'elia This overtatted bony bastard lookin like some molten plastics Thinner than the strings of woven baskets Hopeless codeine addicts Homeless brad pitts Looking like a nazi who would vote for fascists Dome on acid go gadget Straight into a closing casket Collecting heads like sleepy hollow Y'all don't know me but you need to follow Eminem's the goat and Kelly is dope But both will overdose and not see tomorrow Damn. That's a hard pill to swallow I'm in the car now and I killed the bottle Tekashi in the trunk Lil Yachty in the front and I'm driving drunk Into the wall bro Thank you ladies and gentleman for listening Sincerely, Stan I hate these mumble rappers They go "DA DA DA DI" Catch me in a maserati (Skkkkrttt) Or a fucking buggati That I don't own I rent, to be somebody I don't know (Lil Pump) I don't know (Lil Pump) Lil Yachty I'm a Jambaddi

So many rappers have come and gone I guess this rap game has really done them wrong So many rappers tryin' to get their name out Many got caught up for just havin' their chain out So many rappers couldn't handle showbiz While I'm steady rockin', so you know what it is So many rappers made this their dream Then quickly, most have disappeared from the scene So many one-hit wonders, it's like a spin of the wheel You know I stay consistent and get it in for real So many rappers wanna rock like this But they got no stamina and they don't talk like this Plus I've learned to avoid the traps I truly love this shit, that's word to MTV Raps They'll get their little run and have a little fun Some'll go for popularity, to a little, then to none Some'll get jacked 'cause they floss too much Others'll leave the game 'cause they lost too much Some got bodied before they were totally on It's like when keepin' it real goes totally wrong Some get beat by managers, and shiesty execs Others are brainwashed by their unlikely success Well, I have proven time and time again That I'm built to last, so watch me shine again So many rappers have come and gone I guess this rap game has really done them wrong So many rappers tryin' to get their name out Many got caught up for just havin' their chain out So many rappers couldn't handle showbiz While I'm steady rockin', so you know what it is So many rappers made this their dream Then quickly, most have disappeared from the scene Many had major deals, big money and all that On 106 & Park, in magazines and all that So many had all that, so how did they fall flat? That's why my motto has always been to just fall back And watch the whole circus go by, I'm that guy As soon as I appear on the scene, nigga, it's shy So many pranksters with so many gimmicks Wonder where they're at now, probably somewhere lookin' timid It's all madness, there's too many to count Everybody and their mom wanna rap, no doubt Many come out with a bang, and their own new slang Then end up back in the hood without a goddamn thing Some make noise, they hit the top of the charts Still, the shit that I kick will be stoppin' they hearts So many rappers in search of fame And most'll be lucky if we remember their names

Phony rappers, who do not write Phony rappers, who do not excite Phony rappers, check it out, a'ight Yo, I was ridin' the train And this Puerto Rican kid said simple and plain, "Let's battle" It kinda took me by surprise 'Cause the brother was movin' wit' his eyes on the prize I said, "Screw it, I ain't got nuttin' to lose, but um But I got to do this shit real quick, so um Hurry up, kid, bust your joints and then I'll bust mine And I'll be out 'cause I gotta see this hun", he said, "Okay" "Yo, check it, check it out, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah" That's what he said Then I came back and just fucked up his head 'Cause yo, he thought an MC who was seen on TV Couldn't hold his shit down in New York City Aiyo, I showed his ass then I went off on my task To bless her ass Uptown, real MC's will hold it down Yeah, yeah, sonny, to the beat like that You wanna bring it to me? Where you at? Yes, dread, I had a similar situation Where this kid tried to tell me I didn't deserve my occupation He said I wasn't shit, that I was soon to fall I looked him up and down, grabbed my crotch and said balls Of course he tried to bring it on the battlin' tip And you know me, you know I had to come out my shit Tryin' to lounge at the mall, me, Skeff and Mr. Walt And finally I banged his ass with the verbal assault He said a rhyme about his .45 and his nickel bags of weed That's when I proceeded to give him what he needed Talkin' 'bout "I need a Phillie right before I get loose", poor excuse Money, please, I get loose off of orange juice Preferably Minute Maid 'Cause that's exactly what it takes to write a rhyme, huh So screw your nickels and your dimes Because an MC like me be on TV Don't mean I can't hold my shit down in NYC Phony rappers, who do not write Phony rappers, who do not excite Phony rappers, you know they type Phony rappers, check it It seems there's a sanitation, y'all full of trash talker Soundin' good, but money, can you be the dog walker? Talkin' 'bout your mic days and your breakdancin' Not enhancin', you sound tired and... Oh, shit, I didn't know you like to play yourself in front'cha friends Sittin' there, lyin' to no end MC's for me make things happen Talk about a world but in the form of rappin' Who will be the captain of this ship? If it goes down, don't you know you have to go wit' it? Just because you rhyme for a couple of weeks Doesn't mean that you've reached the MC's peak Let me stop soundin' all bitter Ghetto child, never be a quitter But don't be a phony in the litter Take it as a letter from the better Take it from a man who used to rhyme in busted-ass Jettas Yo, Phife, you need a condom? Word to God Mess around, I catch AIDS from MC's bein' on my nuts too hard 'Cause on my boulevard, you better bring your bodyguard And what's your boulevard? L.B., I represent naturally So don't step on the boulie if you know that you're phony Or else I'll bend that ass like elbow macaroni 'Cause I gotta keep it real (gotta keep it real) yep! A Tribe Called Quest, you see, we never half step So on your mark, get ready, MC's be jetty Me and Phife be hangin' like Veronica and Betty, Archie, Jughead Snuffin' MC's from Brainslane down to Hempstead Yes 'Quence, see over His rhyme style is older that a Chrysler Cordoba I'm wilder than the cats from Arizona Villanova, uh, uh, Kentucky Who's the next MC steppin' up to try and bust me? Bring him here and boy, will I ever let him have it And when it comes to the microphone, don't even try to grab it What? "This feeling of embarrassment This shyness, this bashfulness... If you take that out of the people Then these people will do whatever they want to do And that is the very definition of America A people who have no shame And therefore, they do whatever they want to do"