I'm so old school, too cool, to deal with your s**t.
I'm tired of it, all of it You make me wanna spit
In your face verse after verse
You inspire me to curse
You out
And leave you
A*s out in the dirt
Out in cold
Your attitude Is getting kind of old
For your tiny size and strength
I say your acting rather Bold
I'd advise you to watch yourself
Outside of your home
Ill take you and your dignity
And bury you whole
And alive
Dont forget that two word line
Its important, If you think you're going to survive
I wouldn't be surprised
If nobody asked why
You were found inside a ditch
Or even if nobody cried
Except you,
Cry your eyes out I don't give damn
Here, take this Shamwow
Wipe your tears up now
You're going to need room
On that face in a while
[---]So stockpile these tissues
Take the whole pile
Stop, Reverse, Scratch the Record, Drop a beat
You down
If witnesses weren't around.
I wish that I could take your happy a*s to happy town
Drop you off, leave you there
And see if you're still happy now
And then, or every once in a blue moon
Come back a month later
That's a month too soon
For my taste
You're a waste,
Singular description
Dictionary Definition
Of humanities disgrace
Me again?
I don't think so
You're in last place
Can't talk s**t
Can't keep up the pace
Maker in my chest
Will fail one day
I'll be bested
Not not by you
And not today
I'm so old school, too cool, to deal with your s**t.
I'm tired of it, all of it You make me wanna spit
In your face verse after verse
You inspire me to curse
You out
And leave you
A*s out in the dirt
I'm so old school, too cool, to deal with your s**t.
I'm tired of it, all of it You make me wanna spit
In your face verse after verse
You inspire me to curse
You out
And leave you
A*s out in the dirt