DISTRAUGHT

[Hopsinshadie]

Everything I do meticulous, go up into the studio inconspicuous
Hello, I got style not derivative, edition limited, bustin flows just arithmetic
It's like six plus six, little kid, I drop bombs, incase u missed the jist of it,
I call u prick, U call me Fickle, but I got a ripple of rhymes, I get mine
dishing out Blake Griffin dimes not nickels on the mic, staying sublime
I don't get why I'm always so distraught I feel in school I was mistaught,
Could never afford no tuition, four whores comes into fruition
Get up on out here fore I get rid of your fawn, pompous ass
Oh don't mean to sound brash, u little blonde bombastic brat
Go blow where them hoes at, here's some prozac, U about to have an anxiety attack,
This is some sobriety rap which society lacks, get rid of u like Kirby Mass Attack
But I ain't never seen a curvy ass like that, Bitch your fat you smell like rapid gas, your gas smells like crap
Pungent, Astringent, shit that odor's putrid for instance, fuck u need deodorant
tons of it, Shut off the motor stupid

[AbramIsaac]

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