Yo, you're not as cold as me Motherfucker, stop pretending You sound like shit, like Jennifer Lopez
You broke motherfucker You wanna be better You're infinitely hopeless Your faggot ass won't ever make it into the light
You ain't hardcore
You're not as cold as me
I feel like the spirit got into me
Yo Rippin' above the averages You hold no weight Like bitches miscarriages And your label produces no kids like gay marriages Crack your skull when I smash your face into the mic And now you know what I'm like
P-p-p-party crashin'
I'm 'bout to drop like airplane shit through your roof And I'm sick of fake hustlers telling lies to the youth You ain't hardcore 'Cuz I'ma smack the shit outta your mother You wanna be gutter, you broke motherfucker
You're infinitely hopeless You sound like shit, like Jennifer Lopez
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Yo I'm the majority Specifically spitting out this spick After I die fuck my music - you'll feel me spiritually Party-crashing animal, fucking model bitches Leaving their stick-figure anorexic pussy in stitches
You're not as cold as me
I'm sick of fake hustlers telling lies to the youth
You ain't hardcore Motherfuckers, stop pretendin'
Your faggot ass won't ever make it into the light You're not as cold as me [8x]
There you have it, the description of a bitch Now ask yourself, are they talking about you? Are you that funky, dirty, money-hungry, scandalous, stuck-up, hair piece contact wearing bitch? Yep, you probably are Bitch!