first rap, hope you appreciate

That beat is not mine it was produced by Fools Gold Records

the beat is called Sweet Valley - one

Lyrics: im rapping gonna make it, bring it to the basic, step one gotta break it, all you other famous, drop that beat and make it hot, you know that one car i bought, IMma bring it to the spot, bump it till the music stop, then imma go home to my baby, man she's super hot, but first i gotta hit the spot (oh nollie kickflip 5050 nice) What you want ice cream? bump this shit and paint it black, got this bitch all in my black, camero, cause she be calling me to deliver, coming down to chivelry, but you know my skills are G, all you other talk about money and hoes, but here i am trying to get them exposed, yo, yall bitches are fake as a fucking cake, im a white rapper but im still an OG bitch im a beast, come to the teeth but i know im least, you don't have to tell me that! i got mor lives than a cat, hit you with a fucking bat, send you to the ucking back, wigger, im a fucking black. Cousin wants my fame, but he's got no game, parting seas he's lame, now unpause tha game, now he say im to blame, bitch, you're a shame
man, i swear im gonna pop, make my music reach the top, as we smoking on that pot.
money's what im after, fame is just a bonus, leave these people boneless.
gangsta gangsta where you at? i live in a habitat, of white rappers trying ta make it famous, but you know im stainless, so how you gonna blame us? that zip should have come less. 
i don't car about swearing, cause you know im daring, dont want your kids to listen? imma leave them kissing, on my boots, back to my roots, and you know i am a kook, so whacha gonna? how about you go and shoo, i don't got no time for you, hold it in till im blue, think of jews in my shoe, and fuck america, lev, and dericka couldn't afford to make it, so i paided for them and all their homies too, roll your self in glue, cause whatever i say gonna stick to you son
spread that butter on that bun, are we already done?!
yea i guess

Cruel Messing - Not yet

My buddie Space Muffin and I, Cruel Messing,  come together to spit on a track

Lyrics: Space Muffinn - verse 1 is: i wish that i could write, i wish i wouldnt fight, i wish the shit im spitting was atleast alright, tryna reach my goal but its outta sight, oxygen got me high like a fuckin kite, I fuck the law cuz i know my rights, im a big motherfucker thats scared of heights, my skins bright cuz im paper white, ima make it to the moon watch me take flight, Space Muffinn yeah copyright, Fuckin a brunette with an overbite, her booty on the handlebars of my bike. cant take her home cuz its a schoolnight, from way up north so you know im polite catch me on the court ima highlight reel, ima block the shot dont worry bout the steal, cross you up, you on ice for real back the fuck up you know the deal, you gonna fuck with me or my homie B? ima bash your head and make sure ya squeal, ugh
Cruel Messing -Im wishing im fishing on my 45ft boat with a 
diamond studded coat, but instead im just afloat in 
this vast map of carted raps and parted laps, 
large, and claps so im, new to this thing look at my 
sings and body blings and fancy flings with baller things
i don't smoke dope cause i havnt light it yet
think im stupid? fine call me and idiot?
want me to rule rap? wait i aint did it yet
you can tell me your dogs cool, when it's in the vet
you don't think, i aint sick, i get kicked, from a mic, 
take a pic of your dic bro you know you wanna see 
it, you know you wanna be it for the moment imma 
a see it, from afar park my car take a long hit until i 
make it then i cake mix till you make kiks, on to a 
higher statur, think im gonna match her heard you 
was a rapper think this gonna last, make them 
think im master, i heard you were a bastard
Space Muffinn - yeah we got alot of wishes and big dreams, were both starting the tender age of 15, i got a snapback but it aint supreme, Rhymes colder than a cone filled with ice cream, From canada eh? but OKC is the team, always rockin shorts i dont fuck with  no jeans, favorite fuckin letters be C B and T rhymin with the OG T A Y C also known as Cruel Messing, girl on my porch she can come on ing, as long as she lets me come on ing, ayy

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