Correction Paroles The Older vs. Younger Sibling Rap Battle par Kyle Exum

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Better let me play that
Or I'm gon' tell Mom where your grades at
I'm not in your room, so don't claim that
Oh you think I won't pop off?
Better pray that. Stay back
That's a fake fact
Like your fake Yeezy's, yeah that's big cap
Tryna tell me what to do? Better sit back
I could drop some dirt that could really get a switch snatched
Must think you're Dad with it, how you're bossing
Must think I'm a child with it how you're talking
Old news, I'm an ad with it how I'm poppin'
I'm ten and a half now, I'm adulting
Yup, I get what I want, you do what I decide
Oh you're the big bro? I'll bring you down to size
And if you push me, I'll make a belt appear
You know a single tear will end your whole career
It's little bro, littlе bro, let me in
If I tell, If I tеll, I'm gon' win
Selfish, still won't let me use your phone
You just got one
I like yours better though
And how you go to college, but still ain't thinking
She's a dime, you're pennies, so y'all ain't linking
Acting two-faced, I'm talking Miley Cyrus
Couldn't touch me before Coronavirus
I said what I said
You got Mama's nagging and your father's head
How you doing calculus and biomed
But still need Mom to show you how to cook an egg?
Always tryna trick me into something
Had me buy you food with Mom and Dad's money
And won't share nothing, played that game for days
I ain't even start
Well it's my time to play
Cause I'm bored in the house, and I'm in the house bored
I explored in your room, in your room I explored
Got dirt on you like you're torn up Jordans
Wait, you tore my shoes up?
Uh, that's not important
All talk, but won't do nothing more
Or that belt makes an into and an encore
Tryna give commands, but this ain't Simon Says
I'm their second chance, know who the favorite is

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