[Track used]
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FPkpMC-yDqM

[Lyrics]
This beat is wack weak I'm the real mc out in the streets,
You got no skill to compete, awesome, more like obsolete,
You produce shit lyrics constantly, the worst rapper in the league,
Possibly, is he high on crack I don't know probably,
This guy ain't no MC toppin' me I'm the best yea I'm a freak,
But you're a wack piece of shit bow down to me,
Quit it you’re not toppin me, you’re robbin' me, cock blocking me,
And everyone in this motherfucking industry,
I got out the fucking door, I got my motherfuckers surrounding me,
All around me, I'm the king now bring my motherfuckin' crown to me,
I'm from hell and when I die I'm bound to be sent back,
I bombed heavens sensical lyrical boundaries,

I'm nonsensical, nothing I say makes any sense,
But if your asses try to sue me won’t get a nickel or a cent,
Because my bank account is empty I can’t even pay the rent,
Y’all are tryna break through but y’all can’t even make a dent,
And when you listen to my lyrics, you’d best believe this shit’s intense,
Give me every single dollar and cent that you can dispense,
I have kids to feed, food to eat, use your common sense,
You’ll go home in a body bag so best put up your best defense,
My friends are dangerous we’re all practically bandits,
When we knock your ass down you better not move or panic,
I just wanna break legs til I’m the only one left standing,
I told my momma one day I plan to rule the planet,
They ask if I’m crazy but I mean really I am bat shit,
And they ask if I’m really ill and clearly I am mad sick,
Tired of working hard just to get flow that’s organic,
Show me someone else as clean, as fresh, as talented,


Cause I walk through the door with the knife in my hand,
Blood dripping on the floor right underneath where I stand,
I wear my heart on my sleeve, leave my feelings in the sand,
You can’t disappoint me I only bleed on demand,
Watch out here comes the bad habit, betrayal worse than Hamlet,
I leave my friends in the past but still hang out with the crack addicts,
Attack me no you can't even take a grab at it, 
Backstabbin' all these motherfuckers that's thinkin' I'm bad at it,
I’m mad damn it and I am truly about to prove it,
Why do I do these things, I am about to fucking lose it,
I’m ruthless, The type of nigga to leave other niggas toothless,
So sue bitch, I’m so smooth I’d go out and cop a new bitch, 
Listen to me rap, Look out for all the shit I’m stirring,
When I talk on a track I’m giving nobody mercy, 
You can try if you want but nobody in this world can hurt me,
I’ve taken all that I can handle, I’m overloading and bursting, 
This shit is Hiroshima bitch and I’m dropping bombs early,
If I’m too hot for you to handle well then you better get a slurpy,
I'm about to tackle this beat yo let me go get my jersey,
It's thanksgiving bitch and I’m cookin' you like you're turkey,
I rip rappers apart like they got open heart surgery,
I’ll tear your limbs and beat you till your eyes turn blurry,
I go hard without a team, I’ll still be hard when I turn thirty,
I murdered the alphabet so let me consult with my attorney,

Intro

[Track Used]
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QDCU3XXkbXE

[Lyrics]
I’m tired of hearing these kids rap,
Their music sounds kinda really wack,
I’ve written better raps than these kids rap,
That I’ve written down on a wet nap,
I’m not one of those people that talk shit,
But I guess I’m talking all of that,
Take the gun and cock it back,
I’m shootin’ disses on this rap track,
If I offended you then my bad,
I’m just having fun hope you don’t mind that,
I swear I’m taking my rhymes back,
To the ghost writers that signed that,
I’m just pulling labels out the rhyme bag,
It’s just what’s expected when a white raps,
But if you fuck around I just might snap,
I want a refund fuck this dimebag,
I’m better than that shit you listen to,
Put me on the mic and see what I can do,
Fuck all the haters I’m making a debut,
Talking shit? Better walk a mile in my shoes,
Rising from the bottom, On the move,
I put my all into every single rhyme that I spew,
Trashy ass rappers, Yeah I could name a few, 
It’s a good day to say that it’s garbage day soon,
Y’all just mumble to the rap beat,
Can’t understand what y’all say on repeat,
You’re shit’s got no heat, Zero degrees,
My shit’s so hot, It’s burning up the streets,
Spitting fire with every single breath that I breathe,
I work as hard as I can can’t you see,
I wreak success with all the sweat that I bleed,
And y’all can’t even keep up to speed,
I’m an entertainer, You’re shit is boring,
Stay out of my territory, I’m predatory,
I would take you out and call it statutory,
I’m in the laboratory, I’m writing stories,
Yall fake as fuck, and yall rhymes are corny,
I’m fresh as fuck, I’m out your category,
I don’t play no games but I’ll fight for glory,
Stay real as fuck until I die at forty,
Bark no bite talking all that shit,
Your music in your breath I’m smelling it,
Be real, All your lines are counterfeit,
Talking ‘bout my career I’ll never quit,
I’m here to stay for good, You’re irrelevant,
Your relevance it’s not banking shit,
I don’t take no shit, I don’t take no hits,
I just fire back, Man I’m making hits,
My latest prenuer I’m taking risks,
Tell me I’m not but I’m making it,
Y'all are just bad at it, Faking it,
I’m making that bread, and I’m breaking it,
This ain’t a roast, I ain’t playing bitch,
It’s a barbeque, I throw a steak in it,
My shit hits home, Get a baseball mitt,
Fire back at me but you ain’t saying shit,
That’s it,

That’s it,

Is it?

Yo

I just can’t stand rappers these days,
Fuck em all, Yeah that’s what we say,
I bet if they were to freestyle, 
Their lyrics - they all be premade,
You can’t understand em, Their teeth fake,
Mumble rap, What the fuck did he say?
Let’s ask the kids because they rave,
They listen to the shit blaring every day,
They love it, Tell me about the music kids,
Let’s be real, Y’all don’t know what music is,
So on some real talk I just took a shit,
And it still sounds better than your music mix,
Don’t even know what your lyrics is,
Ain’t even saying words in the rhymes they spit
But I’m grabbing that fame and I’m taking it,
Don’t like what I say, Go throw a fit

Debut

[Track used]
www.youtube.com/watch?v=uSTSQmYfJMc

[Lyrics]
Yuh

I work that nine to five shit, making money like it’s nothing,
I always grew up thinking that I would become a something,
Lotta people tryna hate but they can’t compare, they trumping,
Dumber than nothing, I always gotta keep them bitches running,
I’m starting to have my doubts, I’m ready to tie the knot now,
Christmas ornaments - I’m hanging nooses in my house,
So don’t you be surprised if you see me hanging around,
I just get too stressed out, I need a Xan or two to calm me down,
I’m bringing in the heat, I’m not a killer in the streets,
But if you see me walking round it’s best not to start no beef,
You’re shits weak, vegetarian, tell me why I care again,
Your girl is on my lap and her G string is wearing thin,
Yeah I’m smashing bro, This song is really just a troll,
I’m very cold, got nothing to do, nowhere to go,
Just keeping it real though, you got that half assed rap,
Your shit’s wack, you’re bad and I hope that you know that,
Mumble rap, fuck that, for once listen to a dope track,
Got it, great now eat my words like it’s Eazy Mac,
Don’t you try to battle me, I know that you’re mad at me,
But I would lyrically put my foot in your cavity,
Just think twice before you think about attacking me,
If your a mad mc let’s see, cause I will shit on any rappers beef,
So if you’re angry come and try me out you little bitch,
You think you’re lit, but man that’s really funnier than shit,
Sit down little kids, I kill every beat every time I spit,
I fuck around too much, probably more than I’d admit,
But I get it, sometimes I wonder why I’m such a misfit,
I come up with these clever lines that you can never outwit,
Killing every beat, rapping on every corner of every street,
Getting all the hoes, yeah your girl she’s gonna cheat,
Take her to my back seat while I feed her my best meat,
I hope you like sloppy seconds buddy - rinse and repeat,
Reheat like she’s leftovers, Yeah buddy you better retreat,
I’m shooting buckets by the dozen, I ain’t even an athlete,
Is it trick or treat, I’m like a Smith and Wesson on this beat,
I got a stick, leave you with nothing but the shoes that’s on your feet,
Asking questions I’ll just say it isn’t in my character,
But I’ll bury you, yeah Forgetful gonna be coming in your area,
Causing all kinds of hysteria, you’re basically bacteria,
You try too much and act too hard, but ain’t nobody scared of you,
You’ll never see me coming when I come and stop yuh,
I'll pop yuh, pop yuh, bring out the fucking Choppa,
Watch these trigger fingers spray, you'll need a fucking doctor,
Lemmie stop yuh, call me Zeppelin cause yeah I’m about to rock yuh,
Rob you real quick, cause my gas tank needs a top up,
Drugs in my pocket and I always keep it stocked up,
Plugs in my phone and you'll never see me locked up,
Go ahead and write me back, because I'm always gonna top yuh,

Holy Water

Holy Water [Remix]

[Track Used]
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B88MLdZm_rI

[Hook]
I got the heat
I got the heat
Bring me the lean
Ain’t nobody fucking with me
Cause I got the heat
I got the heat
I got the heat
I got the heat

[Lyrics]
Yeah I got the heat
I’m poppin a bean
Skirt off in the beam
Party every day of the week
Heat means more than a strap
But yeah, I got the strap
Pure fire on the track
Put my team on the map
I don’t talk nothing but facts
Trailer park life, white trash
You already know where I’m at
Fuck your bitch, she get smashed
Shawty be dancing on my lap
Don’t worry, I’ll bring her back
I don’t talk nothing but cash
Too busy counting the stacks

[Hook]
I got the heat
I got the heat
Bring me the lean
Ain’t nobody fucking with me
Cause I got the heat
I got the heat
I got the heat
I got the heat

[Lyrics]
Bank account is overfilling
Buy the bank a new ceiling
Pill addict, now I’m pill dealing
Can’t hurt me, I got no feelings
Fuck a bitch I ain’t the one
I fuck a bitch, then I run
Ruin a bitch just for fun
Leave a bitch with a new son
I don’t play boy, I throw fists
Pussy boy, gonna get your face hit
Boxing gloves, gonna make you taste it
Ugly bitch, gonna need a face lift,
Getting cash money till my soul take,
Devil took my soul, no soul mate,
Gonna talk any shit to my face,
Go and ask your girl how my balls taste,

[Hook]
I got the heat
I got the heat
Bring me the lean
Ain’t nobody fucking with me
Cause I got the heat
I got the heat
I got the heat
I got the heat

[Hook]
I got the heat
I got the heat
Bring me the lean
Ain’t nobody fucking with me
Cause I got the heat
I got the heat
I got the heat
I got the heat

I Got The Heat

Professional fuck up.

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