Platinum Sellers Beats - Gone In lyrics

[Verse 1: B-Swizz] You don't really wanna play I got words that'll spray That'll spring on you like May Day, I've been doin this since playdates While your days late. Still ain't giving a f** bout what they say I've been trained in the art That's why we are so apart You got sh** n I got heart I'm hot, you hatas not I've been k**in' on site Like a villain on the mic You kids are good, SIKE Here's what a real rapper will sound like White kid, yes I'm a nerd Yes I'm absurd Hatas wanna check lines down to every word. In every verse If you wanna come n test me, you'll be leaving in a hearse Leaving before you even get to spit first Told y'all I'd come back, after any attack To anything wack. And that's including rap Y'all would get boo'd for that Y'all movin tracks of trash I'm moving tapes like I'm disrupting evidence My sh**s laced like I'm weed mixed with some h**n [Chorus: B-Swizz] Said I couldn't rap so I got to come back So fast it'll give you whip lash Your tracks make some good nick nacks Till I moved that sh** to the trish trash Your mismatch, of rhyme and rhythm Makes me wish that, your careers would burn and you go with them You poured the gas and I lit them You poured the gas and I lit them [Verse 2: B-Swizz] I thought this was suppose to be hard Y'all was suppose to be on guard Too bad you're all fraud Oh my god, their dedicated but won't buy their own set up If that's the definition of dedication that's messed up I told you not to test us Were the best of Anyone to ever do it, cuz you know our influence You can tell that were fluent. Yeah we still do this And you knew this, but the table you never brought something to it Yeah your two cents. Don't really concern me Hatas will find anything to burn me Like your girl does with my mixtapes Cuz that sh**s great. And your sh**s late So in your face And I come back, like lightning on a track Spit it so fast, some say it's drastic So sick, with any flow I do pick Your musics, a nuisance Don't hate the fact that I do this Don't hate the fact that I'm better than you You better excuse, the sh** that I do Cuz I got something to prove You got a lot to improve You got a lot to lose So you know I gotta get it Never stopping till I'm finished Till I extinguish, all you fools who think you're hot sh** Dudes hear me and be like "damn bro that's sick!" Then they hear my name and opinions change Never thought the world be so deranged You Never thought I would come and completely change the game [Chorus: B-Swizz]