Slothface - Gangsta sh** lyrics

[Verse 1: Dratchface] A bowl and a beat leaves Dratch feeling slothful Rhymes range from genius to bleeding awful If you like technical wa*k, you'll get a sockful Dratch got pockets like a f**in waffle And he's chock full of the most clever an*logies Hope you're not confused by his multiple personalities MC's leave the battle with crippling maladies Induced by my rhymes that cause a rip in reality (Hook) I'm on (yeah) that gangsta sh** MC's (what?) can't handle it I'm on (damn) that gangsta sh** MC's (uh) can't handle it I'm on (swag) that gangsta sh** MC's just can't handle it [Verse 2: Dratchface] Dratch got the master plan, so take notice Before he winds up broke, stoned, and homeless Go far like a shooting star Cloud the beat with polluting bars I'm the only white, Seattle-based rapper who matters And I'm starting to notice a pattern With that in mind, I won't tell you twice I'll melt ya style like Vanilla Ice I'll show you what it feels like after I steal the mic I ain't playin b**h, this is real life Weed only intensifies my depressive mood As well as enhances my ineptitude Damn, how'd his rhymes get so rude? I heard he's ill-tempered I just spit a verse your grandchildren will remember No equal contender Fight me IRL