Yo my names jack, I'll put yo stuff in a sack, So go take on a hike, On that crapy bike, I'll just be bitin' And it'll just tighten' You'll be dug up in a grave, Right there in the ugly cave! (P.S I suck at rapping)
You guys interrupted my Harry Potter writing for rap, I write in silence therefore I had no beat to direct the flow. Don't hate. Strong swearing. Spoiler Saturday night, going to hit the clubs, not gonna look for a fight, But if someone wants to step, then I just ing might, Don't take me for a thug, I'm mature and you're just like manure, how you like that bitch? Straight from out the studio, then I roll up on your crib in a brand new Audi, I'm not scared, I'll walk up and curb stomp your best man, side-line better back the up, Cash your bitch like this cheque, six figures, go figures, if you really wanna act up, I'll duck tape you back up, Someone compared me to Lil Wayne, and all I felt some a little pain, get your girl, before I make the bitch hurl, what you stand for, and your dumbass whore, you hoes so stupid, keep chit-chatting, I'll be down in Manhattan, still laughing, you're a domestic violence , outta here, boy.
Yo, It's yo boy rachet, Gonna use a hachet. To chop you down From the town, He's the boss, in lacrosse win you anyday Even if you're gay.
Spam the hate, don't fall for the bate, Chop them down Like you do old town. If you call the hacks, man you get the facts. Maby get better, and rule the hacker If you succeed, You'll get the feed Never look down, or you'll get the pound. Help: Elivdd skillbill63
