Look At Rap

Look at rap, hip hop was dead, the wack took it back Booking crap, click popping led and we fed crooked tracks Rather hear Crooked I, than some nigga with a crooked hat So what if you looking fly if lyrics ain't as good as that I'm pulling that out ya mouth, like a muscular dentist Then I muzzle the gimmicks, tell me why the f*ck are you in it? What you see is not what you get can't put trust in an image I Moses parted what you started it'll be trouble to finish Historically, people burned in fire from this sorcery When endorsing me, I charge like Rhinos of course the fee Is coming out yo ass forcibly can't handle the force of me Cordially make you put ya heart into, doing it morbidly I'm a fucking charm, you keep popping off but nothing harmed Shots I push like fights with an octopus, they up in arms If I'm upping arms, I keep sounding off like a stuck alarm Leave them red in the back of the house like a fucking barn Subliminal kill, phlebotomist for a general thrill X out them pussies on the roll, minus woman on wheels Get blasted with a classic, pass it thru lyrical skill And this rap shit burn like acid, it's a chemical spill Remember what's real, like mailing grenades I sent that bomb shit You'd think I'm campin' with felons I don't forget the content These rappers special not the way that ya mom meant Fake engagements, like a bunch of likes with no comments I don't use social media, but I will choke the media Attention seekers flip to leaders I'll expose you greedy fucks It's more vicious and far from fictitious you know we mean the stuff Then twist you bitches in yoga positions but no Bohemia