[Verse 1: Tha U] [Lyrical Verse]
Dark past, full of endeavours Illuminating the world With errors
I have Boy, I'm up To the son
ADSL To a called New
Ill Bro, they sound way to
mark in Junio? Sorry man, dum
the A for? The
Last I heard These Only learning how to rap
So they dissed Is that supposed to be a
They more a diss to themselves Cause they sound crap
I know I'm moderate But for you Psychology is what you to be Lyrically
Don't mess with The on this track Mathematics Best believe I Useless
Blah blah u go again With Rhyme of some1 in a professional
So boast about opinions I'ma boast the facts
YEAH!! Hala
Lord Have Mercy & pity on son From what I once was to what I become Lord Have Mercy, L L L Lord Mercy Lord Have Mercy and pity on son
2: Jempas]
Lord have mercy on They just little They dont really know they doing They dont know the They dont whats cooking
You all just lil Chihuahuas tryna bark out But dont ever let me you rats In front of a Coz you gon die boy Ill knock out lights boy I swear youll never make it out here boy
You ni**as like You all just liar The truth you told Is you are bev*k In kop
And you like gop Your eye-balls like snot They only style you Is out blow-jobs
Junio-A? the f*ck thats gay You asses think yal But for yal its all just in
Lord Have Mercy & on your son From what I once was to what I have Have Mercy, L L L Lord Have Mercy Lord Mercy and pity on your son
[Verse 3: Tha U] [Message Verse]
Now I'm back in thing Let autotune sing
That I am an king Now matter wat you think
Ous is Sowi hulle soe 'n drol in a dat is
Lil sain? Lil My bru, even your rap Sounds like a big pain
In the A you The one you see next to name called Romeo and Junio
Yeah I called him gay, white stripe don't lie
And I your brothers on that track down in Ha should rather die
u got on with Tylon I don't a shit
But I want yal to know
I'm the And I'm it!
your eyes homie I'ma about to start it
Lord mercy Upon these who have no idea What real is
This for too They think they really
Shaloma brings the But the I have The world can't to you
Go to school Where you actually use real of swearing With curse words
And yo I got more Then you so Shut up, cause you one of The Coasts bottom few
I you To an duel see who still has Enough
I have a That me to heaven and back You have a That makes u piss That sounds like the constipated ass Forever
R.E.A.L Me F.A.K.E You
My flow, My theme, My aim, Yal It's at all.
Escalator up like I'm at Mall But to yal it's just a I hope they kick yal a ball
Quit, quit, quit hollow Your rhymes so clich like my ass, you deserve that sorrow Sooner or you can kiss my polo gay boy, but no homo! (haha ha ha ha ha ha haaa)
Lord Mercy & pity on your son what I once was to what I have become Lord Have Mercy, L L L Lord Have Lord Have Mercy and pity on son