This is the draft version of my parody I'll fix within the next few days if I can make time for it. Lemme know what you think?

On the finished version expect:
Better flow
Better mixing
Small lyrical edits
Better voice acting

A Parody on Rap (Bitches and Ho's)
Depression & Triumph/Intro Mixtape
Written, Produced and Performed by TJR

LYRICS:
Intro:

Verse 1: Monotone Rapper and Loud Rapper
Mono -
Uh, I get more bitches than I get money
No twunnies, no fiddies, I’m straight in the hunnet millin’
Can’t explain how I got mad game, nig, I’m trillin’
Straight illin’, while I’m killin’ this beat, call me the villian

I’m stealin’, yo ho, and leave you with a thot
That bitch got more infections than a fuckin’ trailer that rot
In the summer, you thinkin’ you some hot shit, when you not
You’re just shit, nothin’ special just like a forgotten thought, ha

NOIS E -
Throw my money in the air, let the wind take it
When I’m up in the club all the bitches shake it
Got more haters than the Bieb’s all I say is fuck ‘em
I’m sorry you lack skill no need gettin’ jealous

I’m livin’ the lifestyle you can only dream to get
Pullin’ bitches from left and right, I get they panties wet
Take ‘em to the crib, make ‘em scream, “daddy”
While you mopin’ around grabbin’ the lotion from the caddy (the caddy)

Chorus:
We get Bitches and Ho’s, We get Bitches and Ho’s
We get Bitches and Ho’s, We get Bitches and Ho’s
We get Bitches and Ho’s, We get Bitches and Ho’s
We get Bitches and Ho’s, We get Bitches and Ho’s

We get Bitches and Ho’s, We get Bitches and Ho’s
We get Bitches and Ho’s, We get Bitches and Ho’s
We get Bitches and Ho’s, We get Bitches and Ho’s
This is a joke, don’t take any of this song serious tho

Verse 2: High Rapper and Tough Rapper

Smokey -
I’m stoned, someone pass the bong
This shit’s the bomb, got the bitches wantin’ to smoke along
Got them ho’s demandin’, and I got brain and brawn
I let them girls hit it as long as I show ‘em I’m the man 

I’m in space, I’m in the cosmos, yo I’m gone
Lemme look at what I’m smokin’, man this shit’s so strong
It’s good shit tho, got the ladies wantin’ some
My bitches suck my dick, but I won’t go in raw

HyperSolid -
Look at me and look at you, lil homie, I split you in two
You wanna go, getcha gun and grab the balls to shoot
Them bullets like tic tacs to me, homie, and I’m not on roids
It’s from growin’ up on the streets, the hood, nigga, whatcha know boi?

You don’t know shit, you ain’t nothin’ but a lil bitch
Such a pussy bitch nigga, I gotcha girl suckin’ my dick
And you know what? I’m charitable, so when I’m done
I’ll pass her back, give the trash back to the weaklin’ son

Chorus:
We get Bitches and Ho’s, We get Bitches and Ho’s
We get Bitches and Ho’s, We get Bitches and Ho’s
We get Bitches and Ho’s, We get Bitches and Ho’s
We get Bitches and Ho’s, We get Bitches and Ho’s

We get Bitches and Ho’s, We get Bitches and Ho’s
We get Bitches and Ho’s, We get Bitches and Ho’s
We get Bitches and Ho’s, We get Bitches and Ho’s
This is a joke, don’t take any of this song serious tho

Verse 3: Stupid Rapper and Fast Rapper

SoStups - 
When I count to 5, yo bitch and I collide
I beat that pussy up, like a I caught a snitch in a lie
I’m so boss, you’ll never catch this nigga cry
The one’s the claimed they did were the first to die

But ya know what, I need girls with asses bigger than mine
I don’t want an ass I can’t grab, but my hands slip and slide
Them shit’s gotta jiggle, ‘specially when I see them bitches twerk
Fuck cookin’, fuck cleanin’ and fuck goin’ to work

Express -
I’m on the grind, this my time, I’m chaotic with rhyme, look at me shine
Should be illegal that anyone could even rap this fast within a line, don’t try
I’ma expert at my medium, no bullshit bro, this shit’s so cold, yo shit too foul
I’m gettin’ cloud, while yo shit’s just gettin’ shut down

To many lames out here, quote-unquote, knowin’ that they can best me
I’ll rip you a new fuckin’ hole, don’t know where, bitch do not test me
Hold me down, lock me up, throw away the key, cause, nigga, I’m crazy
I’m insane, but I still get brain from the bitch that you call “baby”

Chorus:
We get Bitches and Ho’s, We get Bitches and Ho’s
We get Bitches and Ho’s, We get Bitches and Ho’s
We get Bitches and Ho’s, We get Bitches and Ho’s
We get Bitches and Ho’s, We get Bitches and Ho’s

We get Bitches and Ho’s, We get Bitches and Ho’s
We get Bitches and Ho’s, We get Bitches and Ho’s
We get Bitches and Ho’s, We get Bitches and Ho’s
This is a joke, don’t take any of this song serious tho

Outro:

A Parody On Rap Draft (Bitches and Ho's)

On my mind (all the time)

Therapeutic Youth

molly

good afternoon

graves

some fuckin bells

chill trap

mellow

im drunk (unfinished)

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My most recent project: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1uFfmErsKsI&list=PLry_wFvvwJEZ6jUQaDJNs54h5HCi-h-Zm

Yo, I'm TJR and I rap. I've been rapping since I was 10 and writing for as long as I could hold a pencil. Someday you're gonna hear bout me.

 I also make beats here and there.

Aside from rapping I write stories, draw, make videos, act/voice act here and there, play video games and run around my city wearing a beanie. You can catch my lyric videos, gaming videos and other ish on youtube and you can find me on twitter and facebook.

Finished Projects:
New Potential (2012)
Depression (2014)
The 1997 EP (2015)
This is a TJunioR Production (2015)
Rhymes From My Basement (2017)

A Parody On Rap Draft (Bitches and Ho's)

TJunioR (Formerly TJR)

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