Kenny vs myself

Yo, uh, yo, yo, yo, yo, uh, yo, uh Said first of all, get your head right, rappin' in the middle I snap in the half, like I'm in the griddle, I draft Draw me a ditto in half, before you was cuttin' digits in math It's that sample to be rappin' in the middle of the tombstone Like you have no fuckin' flip phone Burn your house down like you be livin' in a mobile home, gettin' kidnapped You overlook way back, look at the madcap Dressin high fashion like ASAP Rocky, whoever can spin my pockets, it's not free I trap when I snap in the boom back I gotta rap in the middle of the radio Like I got a flood when I chose, I can't expose You gotta be rappin' about the tic-tac-toe, like heads and toes I was rappin' like a goddamn Cumbler gap Make spell my words like I got a tornado hit in my head If my brain was dead, like I write it myself with a letter for pencil Half stencil, math in the same class Like I see the competition, that's a car rental But do better than stay in school to have a grade dismissal I'm stalkin' a girl like a fuckin' caplan galwn I'm faster than Meek Mill, the raps are gonna steal the bill Like I gotta have a dollar, I'd kill When I saw Santa Claus up in the hill, givin' the kids back their charity I could've easily killed and still Bury me, I've been alive to try to die Then look up in the alphabetical of a Generation Y That's a millennial They been a big head of a TV screen, that's a radio Then the mass effect, when I disrespect, like I been easily Diss your own credit, like if you was disrespectin' my kid I could've easily put a slap in your wrist, like white bitch G-Eazy rappin' the same competition, like I'm so sneezy So pathetic and speechless to be rappin' like I'm goin' head to head like Another rapper like Young Jeezy Sentences and rhymes and bars, you can't please me You did a crime if you was pleadin' guilty And please stop sayin' everything's gonna be okay when I'm not healthy You know damn well you know fuckin' wealthy people doesn't care about broke people Took a lot of time and effort to rap in the middle on the same checkers To play the game like I'm not in the fame To be fuckin' around just to entertain Be by your side before you was claimin' my name Not to be makin' jokes when I be hidin' in the middle in a private plane And your punchy rap came so lame And the microphone, I gotta play the video game Of you to get killed in the field If I was 50 Cent, he would be like George Ziggerman Rippin' money just to be pimpin' girls way back then And I recall my symptoms like I be rappin' in the middle like I give it to the Muslims I called the folks, you can't flow when I smoke and you like a pair of socks when I go Now I'm gettin' heated, I'm gettin' mad right now I'm startin' to dress like a clown Be in this hometown to be racist like my skin is brown But I want you buried underneath the ground like Meet the Ghrams Say bro like Drake I never dissed you Trading place like you get out my face You fuckin' an underage kid, that's on you I flew and then I knew And I'm rappin', I laughin' at how to get him booed in the crowd At the time of time you're not so proud what you did You should be doin' jail time when I'm after you was committed a crime Partner shit with AK, like AK when I rap I sent Mayday with an AK like at fuckin' 47 And if I could really be like knocking him to fuckin' with an extra Extending clips, if I had the money I'd buy myself a dollar and tips I know distributions can be ripped off For rappin' the shit I'm soft Ovo, I resurrect myself to be in the studio I have a chip on my shoulder To rap in the middle I gotta kill another person like a motherfuckin' can't promote her And I said, I know your life is in danger I know you like to be talkin' to a stranger In the middle of the streets and when I fist fight Then I got really superpowered ranger Before you was walking in the middle Like a valiant shadow of death Like I have no text in the phone to have abusive sex I set you up for defense The pow pow the end Spittin' bars, you can't have no friends I'm ending your life like this Between me and you and the mic I miss We participate, coloring books So I gotta draw and trace If I have step dad to be real to kill I'm spittin' bars, I'm ill to see him in hell I'm an atheist, like I'd rather see him in jail Know what type of father figure he is Betrayed in places, this is the devil's work With the syllables, I am the shit Work hard to put my rhymes in the middle And to boom bap I work hard to do the shit when I never get the strap I work hard when I be snappin' in the middle And it's my anger to get mad Work hard to battle and have a checker player In the math class I sure did work my ass off to be in the robux cube That's a fuckin' fact Play myself to kenny rapping against Kendall To open up a window like that's another penny competition You never see the sentence You never did it when I tried to listen They always tryna talk shit when I can't compare to be the greatest emcee I dare if you scream for another high tech quality Game for the fame before you change my own name You gotta get blamed By me to achieve rearrange Me versus myself or anyone