first rap, hope you appreciate
That beat is not mine it was produced by Fools Gold Records
the beat is called Sweet Valley - one
Lyrics: im rapping gonna make it, bring it to the basic, step one gotta break it, all you other famous, drop that beat and make it hot, you know that one car i bought, IMma bring it to the spot, bump it till the music stop, then imma go home to my baby, man she's super hot, but first i gotta hit the spot (oh nollie kickflip 5050 nice) What you want ice cream? bump this shit and paint it black, got this bitch all in my black, camero, cause she be calling me to deliver, coming down to chivelry, but you know my skills are G, all you other talk about money and hoes, but here i am trying to get them exposed, yo, yall bitches are fake as a fucking cake, im a white rapper but im still an OG bitch im a beast, come to the teeth but i know im least, you don't have to tell me that! i got mor lives than a cat, hit you with a fucking bat, send you to the ucking back, wigger, im a fucking black. Cousin wants my fame, but he's got no game, parting seas he's lame, now unpause tha game, now he say im to blame, bitch, you're a shame
man, i swear im gonna pop, make my music reach the top, as we smoking on that pot.
money's what im after, fame is just a bonus, leave these people boneless.
gangsta gangsta where you at? i live in a habitat, of white rappers trying ta make it famous, but you know im stainless, so how you gonna blame us? that zip should have come less.
i don't car about swearing, cause you know im daring, dont want your kids to listen? imma leave them kissing, on my boots, back to my roots, and you know i am a kook, so whacha gonna? how about you go and shoo, i don't got no time for you, hold it in till im blue, think of jews in my shoe, and fuck america, lev, and dericka couldn't afford to make it, so i paided for them and all their homies too, roll your self in glue, cause whatever i say gonna stick to you son
spread that butter on that bun, are we already done?!
yea i guess
- rap/ hiphop