Mumble Rap Dead

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GAWNE didn't get y'all the first time, huh
Let me try

Ibe that tony gripping tommy
Pull that pole and catch a body
Dropping bombs, that's kamikaze
Blow you up like Solamani
Be that tony gripping tommy
Pull that pole and catch a body
Dropping bombs, that's kamikaze
Blow you up like Solamani

I got it tucked in the back of my scat pack
In a backpack, won't look back when I skin em
Head to toe while I spit my venom
Pull the glock out, hammer back, click clack, hit em
Can't deny that I'm a G.O.A.T
Spit that flow like Usain Bolt
Run it up, bitch, check the score
On the beats, I overdose
The girls get wet when they see me enter
Love it when I spit like this, godzilla
Hit em from the back when I get in em
Like Rickey Bobby, bitch, I'm winning
They love the way I make these songs
I'm up to bat, give it a toss
Always stay winning, I ain't never took a loss

Left right, left right, uppercut, in the ring or on the mic
Never take an L, I think it's time I get the spotlight
If someone tries to argue, No Life Shaq'll say that's tough
I win every debate like my name is Donald Trump

Every time I'm in the booth, I take it to end zone
Y'all be rapping so damn slow, it's like y'all took a benzo
I be rapping with some substance, all I get is shit on
Y'all be talking about nothing, but you got a Benz, though
I don't understand it, never have and never will
I don't get all of these songs talking bout popping pills
Talking with a slur and a bunch of auto tune
When I hear that shit, it makes me wanna pull the trigger, boom

We are not the same, nah, we are not the same
For mumble rap, I have no love like Eminem and Lil Wayne
You grew up on Gucci Gang
Your idol is Gucci Mane
You must be insane 'cause something is wrong with your brain

I be rocking Beastie Boys
When I'm drinking with the boys
Y'all be out here popping xans and playing with your Tonka toys
The radio today be hurting my brain
On every single station, all I hear is Treway

You might got that wet wet, got that drip drip, got that super soaker
I got bitches stripping naked every night while playing poker
All you say is Gucci Gang, Gucci Gang, Gucci Gang
I be out here banging dames, while you be chilling with some lames

I'm sick of Lil Pump, sick of hearing Migos
Y'all would be a whole lot better if Offset went solo
Sick of rappers saying dolo, rapping bout polo
Kids might have more sense if they turn off the radio
I don't need no Grammy, all I want is recognition
And be the one that saved the game from all the trash that's come up in it
R.A.P, that's rhyme and poetry
Real rap might be dying, but it won't be because of me

Shoutout GAWNE
Death to mumble rap, baby
It's time for real rap to come back
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