Yea niggas ain't gotta tell me nothin
I make nothin into sumthin
Man Im hungry, I want it
I'm ranting off on the ears of my peers
Like let's go nd do sumthin
Instead of sitting there doin nothing
Same shit everyday shit gets boring
Smokin nd lounging around
I knt stand it, knt even get high like how I use too,
Started lookin around for sumthin else to do, ever since I stopped trappin, I picked up a paper started jottin lines, tryna make a mighty rhyme
Then I started rappin
Since I have all this time might as well
Start saving for some studio time
To see if I could b the poetic justice that hip hop needs kause all this garbage that out ain't doin it
I'm sick of it,
And Eminem u my favorite artist Neva stopped supporting u
Been here since infinite
For God sake u the rap god in this shit
I swear if I Eva make it as a rapper,
I'm coming at everybody head
I ain't playin with this shit
Ima keep slaying every rapper
Starting from lil pump whose jus a lil punk to 69 might wanna grab a nine jus to take his brains out
To the Migos ya niggas is weirdos
I knt fukk with ya mumble shit
So let's rumble 3 lil bitxhes in a rap group buh knt rap let's face it
Nd joe Budden ya last hit was pump it up so stop talking
I'm tired of the bullshit
Put me on a mic I swear I'ma kill it better then most of these niggas
Fukk it back to trappin
YOU ARE READING
Rapaholic
Poetryit can be a poem or rap don't matter. read it all the wavy shit towards the end b deadass Fakts Jokerdapoet aka Luny Lanez
