BUT THEN I HUMBLED MYSELF AND HAD TO GO AND GET IT!

Like fr I wont even shoot just smack yo dumbass

You Inspired this Brandon and all the other names!

Cant Remember Bro Name .. Dated Everybody I had a thing with

Sample: I knew there would be a fire
and I knew it would happen this afternoon
at 2 o'clock, but what I didn’t know
I didn’t know that I would cause it.

Verse: I’ve been in my head
I had tough luck
Brody tried to stab me in the back
I’m leaking blood
All these people, man
They said I was smacked out and addicted to drugs
Homie, you're the one in the crack house,
And you ain’t getting no love
My ex-girl so jaded
She fucked up on Scanners "Tapped In"
Got thotty bitches from my high school
That’s out here throwing tantrums
I remember getting with my girl
Telling her that her girl was a thot
and she lied
Acting like she wasn’t playing with her box
Man, that shit is so fried
Bitch even went and lied, said I ra*** her
Didn’t want to break her boyfriend's heart
So she faked it
All the bullshit that men go through on the daily
is so fucking crazy and shady

Bridge: All these people dissing "yeah yeah"
I’m hoping that they’re dead and gone
'Cause if I end up missing "yeeeahhh"
then this would be my last song
All my opps wanna see me dead and gone, in a ditch
on some WorldStar page looking fucking bodiless
Yo grandma dead and gone, I don’t give no fuck
I hope they bodied bi---tch!
Lil' Dog wanna run his mouth, I just went and bodied him

Verse: People wanna talk, wanna seek a reaction?
Lil' Dog wanna go out and get active
Too bad fat boy is asthmatic
and he can’t sleep in grandma’s attic no more
And you got 16 friends and you ain’t got no whores
Crying on Facebook all fucking day
Lil' broke boy, man, you will always be poor
Never gonna be on tour
Never gonna join a motherfucking metal band
Finna be up in the sandbox for the rest of your life
just because you can’t escape the fact
that you ain’t got no rhythm
Ain’t got no motherfucking pot to piss in
I was really broke down bad, couldn’t get it
Now I’m in the lab cooking up in the kitchen
Bro said I couldn’t fucking rap so I did it
Trying to get butted with the stick, playing quittage
Why do you suck at everything you fucking do?
Least I can fucking rap, I thought I told you?
I would never go on a mission that I would fucking lose
Every time you type and you talk, even Facebook hitting snooze
Only one suggestion for you
and it’s a fucking noose "FUCK BLEEPING THAT SHIT"
What the fuck you really gonna do?
End of discussion
If I catch you out on feet, lil' dog, better get to running
I’mma hit yo ass so fast with this mcbutton.

Sample: Your history, Abby, you, this town, and the people in it. 
Everything about it, your history, and I can’t change, can’t even touch you... Paul, why not?..

Fire At 2pm // DISS TRACK Prod.jensen III

i do not write a single song ---  punch punch punch

Born Deaf / 8 Year Speech Therapy To This No CAP

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