DISGRACE!

[Verse 1: GraffitiAvenue]

Shit I'm itching with my witches
Quit yo bitching I'm enriching
It's fictious what your niche is
System glitches like my pitches
I can't even feel my face
I'm just a fucking disgrace
Bring it up to my new pace
Won the race we close the case
Blend to the back of the wall like I'm Randal
Burned all the wax but don't own a candle
Hit it from the back like a bug with a sandal
And we closed the case no more I can handle
Out with the boondocks smoke on the moonrocks
Stuff that shit like a bra in a tube top
Now I got a gas pack chilling in my back pack
Do the deed no Jack Black baby need a hazmat

[Verse 2: HIBARI555]

Yea he might need a hazmat causе this shit is toxic
Pockets so big overfilling filling my wallet
All of my rhymеs they are hypnotic
Drip so hard I stay aquatic
Yea I'm bossed up I'm not falling
Like I-Carly, me they watching
All these snakes in the grass I'm squashing
Clean this shit I'm motherfucking washing
Playing my stuff on the stage they moshing
Saying I'm down but I'm up stop talking
Got your girl on the side she gawking
Compared to me I'm running you walking
Looking me up everywhere they stalking
I'm staying up I will stay fucking popping