Think I just drank to much red-rum.
Yes I see you poets tryna be like me, I read-some.
I just popped open a bottle of salty-tears.
I'm not everyone, I'm Adam. I'm not like my faulty-peers.
You can hate me all you want, but anger I wont-share.
You can diss me all you want but I
dont-care.
Think I'm trash, throw a can in your face.
Throw my hands up, aye bruh, look we the same. Haha.
All of you people better stop sleeping, dont think less of me.
You ain't wanna insult my identity, or else you be an enemy.
Oh well I may say things yall might not support.
But that's what it takes to be the king, the lord.
Who are the enemy's testing me, that I might mop the floor-with?
Bless them for they do not know the King is mor-bid.
Dont worry about my job, itll get done. Of course-kid.
This is what war-did, do not question what your lord-did.
I done left y'all an the battlefield. Why would I kick a dead body?
But than again hm? I love red-ruming you, like it's a hobby.
Yall cant fit in my shoes.
So stop wishing I'll loose.
Or I pass you the redrum booze.
And murder is the only option to choose.
Each line is like shooting off a rifle.
So dont say my rhymes "just slighty beat yours" I can tell your ego is spiteful.
Yall copying my style I can tell, that's why I go homicidal.
And than I give you some tips, you like my disciple.
But if you ain't like my advice, and get stifled.
Than you come be the King and run the game. Come take my title.
I write a album, I blow up, people come copy me, this is the cycle.
And that makes me PIST, YALL TAKING MY WORDS AND GOING VIRAL.
And then when I take up witchu all, yall be up in denial.
So now I'm living in the shadow of the poets who are wanna be rappers, I'm on my survival.
Yet they throw they fakeness all up into my face and hate me like revival.
But I'm coming back like my confidence, and vinyl.
I am prideful. Life in a spiral, but you should be frightful. If you a rival.
And that's why you better watch out for me, because I got nothing to lose.
I'm suicidal.
I shouldnt gotta name drop, you all know who you are.
Dang, that's another body of market.
You may be on my radar, but my skill from you Is far.
I said I go homicidal on you chumps, creep up on you in the darkness.
Take you back to my house, wait... I ain't want your dead body on my carpet.
Barry you on a rainy day right next to NoLifeHarlows carcass.
I'm the only one on wattpad that got this rap crap started.
So if you a wanna be, you may wanna leave, cause now you a target.
I got a dictionary as my farm, every day I can harvest.
They feature me In your local theater, call me Marcus.
But be careful, we pg language, but can be pg-13.
Might make you sick what you see, catch some Covid 19.
You wanna get treated R? I mean, we-can.
But you gotta understand, might putchu in re-hab.
Letting out of smoke, like some gas-fumes.
Cmon kids lemme teach you a lil som, I'm about to class-youths.
Red rum, spelled backwards is murder, I'm writing verses like matt-hews.
Told ya, y'all seeing through me like some glass-views.
See what I'm cooking inside, making some pop-corn.
I challenge _fallenpoet_ to a rap battle, you know the people wanna see the Goatz, lock-horns.
Dang... I just popped half the industry. Yet my corn, is not-warm.
(Harvest rhymes like a farm. Corn? Grow corn. Grow rhymes. Yet yall still think they ain't hot bars. Not warm? Get it? Welcome to being a lyricist.
Pay attention.)
I can spill-guts.
I am still-nuts.
I got some ill-nus.
Kamikaze you, kill-us.
So go ahead, label me names.
Label me a clown, call me deranged.
Label me the things you'd label with shame.
Label me wack, label me strange.
Its Adam! Hi! How are ya? I'm obnoxious.
Be careful around me, I'm wrapped in tape- cuation.
I ain't doing the gossip.
I ain't doing the toxic.
You ain't a king because of your watches.
It's either rap, or rap, these are my options.
Who are the enemy's testing me, that I might mop the floor-with?
Bless them for they do not know the King is mor-bid.
Dont worry about my job, itll get done. Of course-kid.
This is what war-did, do not question what your lord-did.
