The two last verses are better than the first, so please read through it all. And also, this is a "love" song to Lil Wayne, Soulja Boy, Rick Ross and Drake (cause I love them so damn much)!
(Verse 1)
Fuck you four, you're like quadruplets
A quad of useless, clueless judases
I'ma be ruthless and leave ya'll toothless
Unless ya'll piss off and leave the booths
You decieved the roots, hip hop's now trash
You just show'd up, 'n flop'd it for the cash
So let me wipe your ass, with a sniper that's
Giving a new defintion to snipe your ass
And Drake and Soulja, Wayne's playin' Joseph Fritzel
Better hope your bitches, know when to sit still
And love the duck tape when it's time fo some slut rape
But don't worry, Wayne'll only loosen up the butt gape
Now if you didn't know, my chores to destroy
Yeah, Ima force way worse than Little Boy
What'ya talkin' 'bout? Yeah, 'course this kid'll blow
Bitch, welcome to my world! And welcome to my show!
(Verse 2)
Fuck you, you make the cons-list endless
Time fo' consequenses, this monster's fenceless
Nobody in their right mind wants to face this
I'ma fuckin' tickin' time bomb that is chasin'
You, so get ready to face some abomination
Don't ya dare fuckin' up my harmonic wasteland
Spit ya last line, admit ya shoved rap past prime
And if Tupac was alive you wouldn't even last a line
To all you disgraces, I'ma fight 'till you drool
For instance, I'm bring a fuckin' rifle to school
Or maybe I'll be raw and use a knife as my tool
To slice up some fool cause he says Soulja's cool
And a mainiac, denies that Wayne's whack
Wayne's a pain in the anus, we should demonstrate
His Lolipop fuck'd rap into a techno state
But even tho I'm late, it's over, fuckin check mate
(Verse 3)
I'm fuckin killin you off, I'm not sticking to faith
We can do it right away, or you can pick a fuckin date
Yeah Rick, you didn't get thick from what you ate
You're fill'd up with shit, that's what's on your plate
You're a bitch that pretends to be cussin 'n hustelin
But I'm bustin your thin - cover up, you're a cop
You obey the law, you can't betray it at all
The reason why your famous? Your weight is balls!
(beat drops) o'wait, shit, bring the beat back
Man I still have Drake, that' twat's fake
Yeah he's whack mate, and he's not even a rapper
So why didn't media leave him as an actor
He's rapin the field we believe in with a tractor
That cock should've stayed at Degrassi High
Now he's runnin around makin it messy, why!?
Shot should've been real, he should be rollin on wheels
So kick him my way, if you see Rick Murray!
...and god damnit, give him a fuckin hip hooray!
I'm currently finishing up the beat to this, and I'll have it recorded in a coupple of weeks probably. Anyways, I just wanted to see what you guys thought about the lyrics, and I would love any kind of feedback! So please leave a little reply if you took the time to read through it all!
