As of the moment, I can't update my stories. I can only do this as a last resort.
Next Up
I'm so fed up
Because nobody will get up
To stand up,
And face the challenge so close and say sup.
Well, enough Is enough,
I'm here to take their place,
Gonna take that challenge and spit right in their face ,
Showing how much of a disgrace is,
How a 12 year old has to take a professional's case.
With beats so hard,
I didn't need to start with drop the base
So get a disquise,
So despise,
me just because I rise to fame
Take the blame for victory for myself,
Cuz my verses aren't ones you find on the shelf
Fear me like an invincible spider,
You're not done?
Well me neither.
This song was made because someone wanted me to rap my mind,
The lyrics are brand-new, because if you didn't already knew
I'm doing this without a script,
With trap as my crap that I gotta deal with
Critics say I have the mic of Politikz,
But as for the lyrics, I'm faster than wix, coming at you with guns not sticks
The only thing I gotta fix,
Is my equipment,
Otherwise I'm good to go,
Despite this being a legitament freestyle I'm still not slow.