huh

I'm not a player
Hell, I'm not even a rapper
I'm just a white boy from the suburbs who listens to Weezer
But I refuse to let this game of rap
Fall into the hands of chumps who spit crap
You can walk around carrying your ice and chains
But in the end your just a punk with little or no game
Your a cop-off of everyone who's come before you
Your rhymes are weak, and your own mother scornes you
You can sit there and watch your MTV
As you dream of being Nas or even Jay-Z
I hope you enjoy rapping about your bitches and hoes
Driving around town, using your mother's dough
To have sex
Man, that's just plain pathetic
You got to treat girls with respect, but you just don't get it
You carrying around so many STD's
One for each member of the Kennedy's
Beware before you try to take me down
I'll use all my knowledge to make you look like a clown.
Peace

what? you aint a rappa white boy so shut up before i snap ya,turn ya ass ta dazzales, cause you cant stop this rap game, dis is were we get our fame, but hatin white boy wish dey could change it, rearrange it naw naw it aint gonna happen cause my gun goin start clappin, :!: and you blow go find a day job it aint happening, hatins all you claim to be blowin dicks is what you outa do cock in yo mouth while you try to flow dats why you mr blow cause you love goin low[/quote]

THEY CALL ME THA-K-ROM!
read only memory / coz i love ma enemies / mouth open like they watching porn
REP-YOUR-FROM!
nigga we ghetto / fuck bitches in high stilletos that only wear thongs
I-STAY-WEED!
skip class / niggaz kiss cash just 4 a dime of that grass
FUCK WOT-THEM-NIGGAZ-SAY!
strictly automatic pumps whole family scared / now which one of u boyz wanna pistol play?
BRING-THA-PAIN!
fuck a migrain / i blessed niggaz with heart pains from the first moment i came