Overcrowded

[Intro: Decay]
(haha) The kid been a little too nice this season...
Sendin' ya'll pussies through the deep fryer and shit

[Chorus: Decay]
Decay been about it , hit me with the fat allowance
Wack shit I won't allow it, cause the game is overcrowded
Decay been about it , hit me with the fat allowance
Wack shit I won't allow it, cause the game is overcrowded
(ha, ha, ha) Overcrowded

[Verse 1: Decay]
Fuck ya’ll and d’em feelings, I finna blow off the damn ceilin'
Shinin' with the pen and the pad, the kid comin' in mad
Listen up little man its my season, I'm a tank boy
The kid too nice, that mumble shit that you on
Man it don’t suffice (ha), rhyme play precise
Have ya yellin’ out for daddy, when I smack ya twice
Yo, Ice cold like a deep freeze in the north pole, I’m frigid
Ya’ll a bunch of bitches, when you hit the stage
The only reaction you gettin’ is crickets
Imma tear shit up like a bandaid
Hit ya crib wit a bomb that I handmade
Runnin’ round blacked out like blade
Ya’ll are runnin’ round wearin’ tampax and shades
You been wack for days no doubt about it
Comin’ for the kill the game over crowded (ha)
Throwin' down always, tackling fuckas wit rage
Like I’m bobby boucher, hey yo! these cats are garbage
Couple bars and they dearly departed, ya’ll spit as a hobby
I grind till the kid stung out like a zombie (cause)

[Chorus: Decay]
Decay been about it , hit me with the fat allowance
Wack shit I won't allow it, cause the game is overcrowded
Decay been about it , hit me with the fat allowance
Wack shit I won't allow it, cause the game is overcrowded
(ha, ha, ha) Overcrowded

[Verse 2: Rocka G]
Rocka G gotta flow and gotta eat
Wit a motto that I honour, tell 'em no one stoppin' me
Cause I look around and see a constant growin' flock of sheep
So you know my pack of wolves bout to have a fuckin' feast
These mother fuckers wacker then backwards hats are to a pastor And this is what you class as rapper?
These bastards couldn't master a lyrical track for a rack
They lack passion and stay unfactual for the masses
Cause half these asses is actual spazzes, its sad
Cause every mother fuckin' track you play has no replay value
And everyone wit actual talent is under the ground
Cause we over your head just like a tied noose
Throw em up you wouldn't make it to round 2
Eat shit if i sound rude, I bet you'd put ya lips on a dick
Just to get into a sound booth, faggot
I done worked my ass off, I learned and earned everything I have
I'll always keep it real cause I'm ill wit the skill
But I still stay filled wit these bad thoughts
I see war in the mirror, thats raw
I was born wit a bear to be a rap god
If ur shits wack im done bein' humble now
Fuck a diss track punch a mumble rapper in his damn mouth
Fuck y'all

[Chorus: Decay]
Decay been about it , hit me with the fat allowance
Wack shit I won't allow it, cause the game is overcrowded
Decay been about it , hit me with the fat allowance
Wack shit I won't allow it, cause the game is overcrowded
(ha, ha, ha) Overcrowded