lyrics
Verse 1 -
This might be the realist shitt i ever wrote,
See imma, kill the mic, yeah, i am a ghost,
Give me a pen, and imma spit my words,
So never mind if you haters gonna get me broke,
People always ask me why do you rap,
Cause i love it, you got, a problem with that,
Yeah, it's just some shitt, you need to work at,
So why aint do it yourself, your fucking dumbass
Come on, come on, lets do this clever
Play, my song untill never and ever,
Untill i get famous you can say whatever,
But then i promise you say, Warhelo forever,
They say i'm wack, and rapping, nothing for that,
I can't breath, i'm out of breath,
Imma turn of the beat and acting death,
But i said i'm started so imma, finish that,
Verse 2 -
Back to the second verse, with difference words,
It's really hard to make this, revenge of nerdes,
Imma talk low, and a kind of slurred,
Be the only rapper, who never been heard,
And my mom, she get the heart broke,
And my daddy, he bleed on hes throat,
And my family, we ,all get broke,
And then we came back, like a fucking smoke,
I'm sorry mommy if i get you heart broke,
But i start to grow and hiphop aint a joke,
Dont ever say that i get a fucking stroke,
Cause i just tryin to rap, like Fat joe,
I can't breath, i'm out of breath,
And this is may be the end of this track,
I'm probably, never getting back,
No just kidding, see ya in my next track,
credits
released December 26, 2011
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