I spit these dope bars
And I drive them dope cars
Foreign
Pull up in that lambo' rockin' Lauren
n***a you borin'
Chillin in the back of the trap
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All you do is f**in' act like you rap
But n***a you ain't a rapper
Nor are you a trapper, clap-clapper, drill sergeant, or a f**in' master
You ain't got no gat-blaster
Claimin' to "k** the actors"
But all of 'em
Pointin' to you sayin "you the worst of em"
Appointin' you as the head of this mothaf**in' king-a-dom
Is that really your Elysium?
The king of f**in' lazy scum?
Who don't know how to live off of but parasitism?
It's time to inspire the young
Instead of teachin' 'em how to k** and g**n
Teach 'em how just not to act dumb
Although this is a rap song
That began like a bad pun
It ended up makin' a way to learn a lesson all can fathom