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Mumble Rapper vs. Lyricist

 

Mumble Rapper vs. Lyricist

(앨범: Prophecy - 2020)


Know that I'm running the game (Yeah)
Purple is all in my veins (Yeah)
Copping a couple of chains (Woah)
Throw it, I'm making it rain

Yo, how come everybody in the game wanna rap like you
With the played out flow
I've been in the back, killing every damn track
And your rhymes all wack, how the fuck y'all blow?

Well, this shit is all that I know (Uh)
Rapping 'bout bitches and clothes (Yeah)
Getting unlimited hoes (Woah)
All of my diamonds are froze

Nah, you rap with venom and then you pack the rhythm
And every track will hit 'em and you blow
But you wack a little bit, don't stack the syllables
You have to hit 'em with new flows

Like nah, homie I'm in it for cash
Just wanna get me a bag (Yeah, yeah)
Tell 'em I'm whipping the Jag
And I be popping them tags

Like nah, everybody rap like that
Everybody wanna make a track like that
Everybody else in the game sound the goddamn same
And you won't kill a rap like that
Like where the word play and the metaphors at?
What y'all make, I could never call rap
Big L, Big Pun, I'ma get 'em all back
And you mumbling motherfuckers had better fall back

Nah, homie it's not gonna change
Clearly we running the game
Talking 'bout women and chains
Dropping that shit that be numbing your brain
It's fucking insane and they love it
We ain't gotta rap or nothing
Long as 808's are bumping
It's end of fucking discussion

Yeah, maybe right now but it's not gonna last
Y'all better make room for the prophets of rap
When they hear real shit, no copying that
And they all gon' see y'all rhyming is wack
Y'all snakes, I'm chopping the grass
Gonna hit 'em with a bang, no stopping the crash
I don't wanna make bets, I'm dropping the cash
I'm not gonna let y'all kill hip-hop in its tracks

But we ain't even kill it
It's evolved
Fuck the ones who came before us
I'ma show 'em how to ball

It's not evolution, y'all better cool it
Fuck mumble rap, we need a better movement
More real shit and way less pollution
Stop making music, that's the best solution
Y'all think you dope, but that's just delusion
Say you will, but y'all don't ever prove it
I'm the leader of the fucking revolution
Go get prepared for y'all execution

Everybody wanna talk about the money and the women that they be getting
But wanna kill it when they rap
Everybody wanna be the mack of the game
But you rapping the same and I put 'em on they back
Everybody wanna be the best out, wanna find the best route
Follow me, I put 'em on the map
If you really want to be the best in the game
Stop rapping like everyone else on the track

Homie that's all that they want
Loving the money I flaunt (Yeah, yeah)
Keeping it short, don't gotta give it a thought
Only the shit that I bought

Fuck that, you gotta stay different
Y'all think it's hot, but y'all straight tripping
I'm off the chain and my blade spinning
Y'all in the club while my paint dripping
I'm a fucking artist, who's done with all this
Straight wack shit, so I'm busting on this
Y'all leaned out, but y'all suck regardless
I'ma run up on 'em, feeling fucking lawless
Better tuck your chain and fucking run your wallets
You are now looking at the youngest prophet
Who be killing rappers, got no other option
Yeah they got green, but I'm a fucking Goblin

Tell 'em whatever your man felt
Sensei with the rhymes, so give me the black belt
Got flame and the vibes that are making the track melt
Going all in, dog, whatever they hand out
Like ho go tell a bitch, I flow so venomous
I boom boom, hit 'em with the stone-cold evidence
I flow so relevant and show no benefit
A low blow, bring 'em where the po-po never been
Mumble rappers shut your fucking mouth
Fall back, don't make another sound
Telling me to fucking dumb it down
But I'ma buck 'em all, I got a hundred rounds
Like brrrdt!

Fuck it, I guess what I'm trying to say is that
I miss the days when MC's would kill it and blaze a track
When flows were different and everybody would state some facts
And I ain't saying I'm the best, just tryna save rap

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