Yo rhymes got some mornin breath, rankin' to high heaven
But yo mang, it's cool... I be forgiven seven times seven
Some day you'll reach star status like yo...urs truly
Bringin suckas to disaster by being unruly
But it's cool if you think you gots sumthin to share
It's actually kinda cute with your baby face and 90's hair
But today is the day that I got something to say
it's about to make your hair turn grey so get outta the way
I'm bouts to shut you down, like Leave It To Beaver
yo rhymes put me to sleep like beiber fever
It's just all hype, all fluff, and all games
Nothing new or fresh, it all sounds the same
You're rollin the dice but keep gettin snack eyes
While I be layin down beats in the friendly skies
Sigh, cringe, cry... do whatcha wanna
But you just got owned kid... word to ya mamma.
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Tawksin