Rap or Die

[Intro]
Hi detective, I want to play a game
[?]

[Verse: 1]
Fuck y'all and the shit you try to do to me
Y’all don't even understand the can of worms you just opened
You better hope these ropes can hold me
Cause if I'm let go I know I’ll go and choke you slowly
It ain't no joke the old me is ghost like holy
Behold these stones I'm boldly throwing
Over these beats that phonies won't compete soley
Cause they know the smoke will show their defeat
I'm not like the rest that you capture
Y'all gonna get a handful from me
If you thinkin' of makin' me be just like the masses
I’m the captain of my own ship, fuck y’alls seas
I'll sail this ocean and I’ll do it my way
Do whatever you want but my mind you won't change
You can tie me up like some little bitches
Afraid of these things that I say in five or less minutes
But you're witnessing a miracle happen
You put me on a trap beat like the rest thinkin'
I’d cave but im lyrical rappping
The fact that you'd think I'd switch it up
Just because you're waving a gun is laughable
Unfathomable and very irrational rapping
This fast is a passion of mine
And im insurpasable so pass me the plaque
I'm the best in the pack and that's factual
Ask 'em why I'm wack and they say that I'm too grammtical
But actually I mastered a craft that their favorite can't adapt to

[Hook]
So whatcha tryna do now?
Get me to change my flow?
Want me to slow it down?
Rap about hoes?
Pullin' in all this dough?
How drugs are good and school is bad?
Drink some lean pop some pills and get a face tat?
If thats what it takes to be a rapper these days
Put that gun to brain and fuckin' blow it back

[Verse: 2]
You want me to "Rap or Die"
Well that's the fuckin' same thing
Ever since this mumbling shit
Made its way into the game
You've got an abundance of
Puppets that are redundant
Take a hundred hit songs and
They sound the same there's a trap
Beat playin I'll give a Motherfucker
Hundred dollars if he can tell me what he is sayin'
Since you want it that bad I'll give it a go
Just please rap don't take my soul
Cookin up dope'
Speed in the rov'
Leavin' that bitch on the road
Codeine and coke
Food for my soul
Bitch give me head cause she broke
Weed I will smoke
Cause I am woke
Bitch on my dick like a flag on a pole
Blunts I will roll
What do you know
Y'all motherfuckers are a joke
So I'm sitting back and laughing at you bitches
Acting like you have but you are lackin' half of the
Rapping skill that I have imagine the havoc
That I could pass on the planet if I rapped as fast as I can
RIP through the atmosphere and smash all the granite
But I'm not gonna let it happen anytime soon
Until then just enjoy all these wack ass tunes
From these dudes that'll pop like a fuckin' balloon
When Tales From The Crypt drops all you rappers are through

[Hook]
So whatcha tryna do now?
Get me to change my flow?
Want me to slow it down?
Rap about hoes?
Pullin' in all this dough?
How drugs are good and school is bad?
Drink some lean pop some pills and get a face tat?
If thats what it takes to be a rapper these days
Put that gun to brain and fuckin' blow it back