Rap Sh*t lyrics - classified (feat. Dax & Snak The Ripper)

 I wrote a whole verse about rap shit

Then scrapped it

Like what the fuck, ain't nobody wanna hear me rap about

How I spit metaphors and get busy any more

Got a whole lot of time these days

Me and my naive ways

Keep the change, when you coming with the cheap talk

We don't hear nothing when the beat drop (drop)

This the type of shit you never hear about (hear about)

Question my position and my whereabouts (whereabouts)

Say I ain't a success 'cause I got a 6s

IPhone signal failing like my piss test

Man oh man, we do it first rate (first rate)

Back on the horse 'til the spurs break (spurs break)

Eight days a week, 25 hours a day

We one up 'em, double, triple 'em

Bust 'em, 'cause I'm trying to tell 'em life happens (life happens)

So pack your life jacket when you're kayaking through the white rapids

Are we clear now? (Aye-aye captain)

Every hoodie that I own smell like marijuana smoke

Call it high fashion, this is live action, ain't no CGI

Hip-hop ain't the same since Nate Dogg died

My Momma keeps telling me my eyes look tired

But I'm just trying to make it through the week though

I wrote a whole verse about rap shit (then what?)

Then scrapped it (hahaha)

Like what the fuck, ain't nobody wanna hear me rap about

How I spit metaphors and keep it real anymore

Got a whole lot of time these days (too much)

Me and my naive ways

Keep the change, when you coming with the cheap talk

We don't hear nothing when the beat drop (drop)

Back to back, I black out on raps

I go back to back, I black out on raps

I go back to back, I black out on raps

I go back to back, I black out on raps

I go

I go back to back

Hundred some shows, I go map to map

Ripping wife beaters and performing with a fanny pack

A battle rap, hell I be bending bars like I'm Affleck

Dissecting bars, just like I'm Dr. Dre at the Aftermath

Make rap great again

Impeach the fake, take away streams

Everybody pays for them

Ain't nobody saving them

I tried to offer help to a nigga

He starting mumbling so I didn't know what to say to him

All I do is catch dubs, all I'm tryna do is win

Both mean the same, so I'm sitting in a synonym

Spinning killers, getting in while overlap is skipping him

Duck Dodge dripping in the range, with some spinning rims

Tryna rap with me is something that you can handle

I been on the kill track, you will get dismantled

I know where you at just like a social media handle

I'm on like a light synonym like a candle

I wrote a whole verse about rap shit (about rap shit?)

Then scrapped it (hahaha)

Like what the fuck, ain't nobody wanna hear me rap about

How I spit metaphors and get ill anymore

Got a whole lot of time these days (too much)

Me and my naive ways

Keep the change, when you coming with the cheap talk

We don't hear nothing when the beat drop (drop)

Back to back, I black out on raps

I go back to back, I black out on raps

I go back to back, I black out on raps

I go back to back, I black out on raps

I go

I'm going hard in the Mack give your heart an attack

Scrap midgets on crack, still ain't harder than Snak (nope)

This is real life shit, ain't a part of the act

Every ad lib sound like I barfed on the track

New kid, new me, really nothing new though

Fuck the politics, I ain't Justin Trudeau

If you heard it on the internet is must be true bro

Obstacles arise and I punch right through those

I'm too nice, they calling me a brick and an asshole

Pubes in they teeth, 'cause my dick got an afro

Smoke mad weed, I don't hit no tobacco

Don't fit in no lanes so I stick to the back row

Better watch out when I come through

'Cause I might make a scene

Never gonna back down, fall off, or lose sight of my dream (no)

Gonna need intervention 'cause I write like a fiend

Never gonna rest or get sleep, bitch I'm like a machine

I wrote a whole verse about rap shit

Back to back, I black out on raps

I go back to back, I black out on raps

I go back to back, I black out on raps

I go back to back, I black out on raps

I go