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Dear Rap Game
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Packy
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Dear rap game, back on my BS Sincerely yours, young Pack, oh, and PS I'm sick of all these trollin'-ass, stuntin'-ass, clown-ass No-talent-havin'-ass, lazy-ass rappers Punchin' every line like they crazy asthmatic Bling below freezing, music below average f*ck are y'all sayin'? Swear you mentally challenged Dare you try and come at me on a beat and do some damage You amateur, you a flash in the pan, I got the stamina (Yeah) Viagra, I go f*cking hard (Yeah) I be on the mic, y'all in front of cameras, stomping yard If I get a hit, it won't be an accident, bumper cars (Skrrt) My days chilling all gone I was comfortable being big fish, small pond Now I'm back on my underdog (Roof) The unknown juggernaut, y'all gonna duck or nah? Uppercut so hard, hit you in the upper jaw (Bang) Killin' it since rap was my other job I'm the only one to save me, who my "Wonderwall?" You will never know where I'm at, you a gutterball You won't get a pin from me Pull strings on you bitches like a motherf*cking symphony Always did it differently Thank me that she faithful 'cause trust she would sin for me Little Pat with the backpack rap flow Turned Rambo, game turned me to an asshole Grab dough like I'm polite Say you over bars, well you set 'em quite low, no wonder Listen up, this is "How to spit a flow 101" A, read a book, B and C, read some other ones D, put your heart in that spit Lotta people just regurgitatin' popular shit, we could see though E though, shoot shots 'til they like free-throws Wash the competition, rinse and repeat those Can't guarantee success But if you work your ass off, I can guarantee at least respect I don't f*ck with none of these, buzzin' for some other reason Rappers, remember when the f*cking meaning mattered? Shake hands, I feel like I'm meeting actors So I'm never out looking like a swinging batter (Swing) Now I'm pissed, I can't hold my bladder Y'all just get pimped while I own my masters I am not rich but I keep my balance Y'all somebody's bitch, talk like you the shit I can't stand it This the type of thing that happen when real MC's pushed to the brink and we snap And people wanna act like we a dying breed Real rap still alive 'long as I can breathe Packy
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