TO SOME WHACK CATS
Now I'm a hot black I'm not whack but society is crazy
My name flows like a frame with rows of beads the gravy
Of racism is a disgrace in the system face the rhythm of hate
My wisdom is great I'm a person skilled to build knowledge
And kill garbage my bed spin like a head wind rocking cottages
PREYING MANTIS I accompany folks to the door while
You and DA BIGGEST are jokes that'll never soar with style
In HIP HOP I adapt and adjust while yall rap fuss and never
Drop rhyme, I have a true banner while DA BIGGEST forever
Look stupid in a blue bandana yall boys ain't HIP HOP
I got FUBU caps galore while yall boys do do wear flip flops
And crap on the floor no trap door in yall game so you slip a lot
Yall rhymes fail and like hail small pieces of ice falling to the ground
Crawling around trying to melt crying for help I'm calling all clowns
Yall domed fate don't accumulate just two goons that hate in towns
Yall river bends with no dividends and DA BIGGEST deliver trends
Holding the hands of his ugly girlfriend while his scrubby world spins
This site been peace until the increase of stupidity yall couldn't be
True city if you was from LA, and PERCEPTION I store grain you see
While you have a whore brain with bee stings you can't see bling
Or HIP HOP like DA BIGGEST you trash everyday can't sing
Need to stash away some fling and try to rap right now you a ding-gu-ling
T-SIZZLE is stupid with a cap on trapped in zones of stupidity the boy
Lost in the brain a false lame with no history you fail galore just a whack toy
Your act annoy folks this boy got a shooked door and like a bad bookstore
You can't sell pages dust on your shelf and your stuff not deft you look sore
