(Verse)
you flip flop on ya words and it don't make sense to me
so you can stay on the other side of the fence and be
just another man in the crowd, you aint a friend to me
you run with them, it's fuck you, and you remain an enemy
Fuck writin a verse, i'mma write a symphony
kill em in a bar, aint gonna show em sympathy
they gonna beg for mercy, but i come back with more
they want a competition, i'mma bring a war
they wanna contact me but i aint pickin up the phone
and i don't need to join a team, i do this on my own
first they wanna hate me, then they wanna love me
then they wanna hate me again, it look's so ugly
and i'm glad to be un-appricated- an underdog constantly hated
i feel under-rated but it's ok it just makes me wanna get creative
so when i write a verse, go on and de-grade it
and say it's trash, it's gay, tell me i'm garbage
and tell me how i'll never make it as an artist
i don't wanna be in ya clique, i'm an outcast, a mistfit
i came here to out-last- i'm gifted
and when i spit this, i'mma expose your flip flop characteristics
and tell you to put on ya lip stick- pucker up and kiss this-
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