Don’t Front

If you put up a front, I'm laughing back at ya
Cus all these wack rappers are just some bad actors
Blackjacking they souls, mad animus foes
It's like Attack of the Clones for galactical thrones
I'm bashful as gnomes, still, see this castle of stones?
I built it after the war that I battled my own
Now this land is my home, till my casket is closed
I'm working on my fences where the cattle'll roam
Invite dames to my humble abode where the candle'll glow
Ladies well-endowed like Anna Nicole
My manners is gold, profanity? No
But as insanity grows, they are randomly spoke
Sick of raggedy hoes and maggoty folk
Some ornaments on windows sporting mannequin clothes
Like damn, he can flow, really, is that all he can do?
It's hysteria in media they're calling you through

So don't front, children, put a pause in the station
False imitation of raw information
They harming the nation, seems we all brainwashed
Stop playing the same songs

If you put up a front, I'm laughing back at ya
Hashtagging bad slacker who's a pants sagger
I turn my hat backwards so you know that it's real
Me and Ash Ketchum try to catch em so open the field
I'm poking through steel, oh Lord, Dios mio
The day that I make it will be day that I'm known in Brazil
Got local appeal, global pidio
That'll happen when it starts snowing in Rio
Fioooo, like my grandma used to say
There's still actions you should take if something's standing in your way
And it's an amateur mistake for your stamina to waste
Rock the ground so hard that the camera will shake
It's the capital of hate, I'm steady lowercasing
SpongeBob ready, Patrick Star overweighting
Got no relations if you putting up a front
You yourself should be enough