RockTha90s (feat. Ouija Gizmo)

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Shea Michael

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I remember coming up I use to listen to Em
He was the hardest emcee he was to real with a pen
Then I grew up started thinking I can do it making music like hop madness
Got me snapping this the monster within
Said they want them real hard they wanting me to quit yelling
I get to wilding out while in the booth but I ain't Nick Cannon
I'm some different take the beat and Ima abuse it and bash it
And have yo head bouncin' back 'n fourth like Mr. Fantastic
This shit is wild how people really hate me
I remember scrapping change just to grab a eight piece
Reachin' for the top I see it clear just like it's HD
Demons in mind keep on talking but it won't phase me
I'm wicked like a sorcerer that Shang Tsung character
Scorpion I rip and beat 'em I'm killing challengers
Remember back then they would clown and they would laugh at me
Then I gained some fans from my music this shits reality
(Then I gained some fans from my music this shits reality)
No talking Ima smack your bitch up
You better keep that clip tucked
Cause I don't give a motherfuck
I've had everybody shut me up my turn for contentions
Yeah you was shitting on my Gram now you DM for a mention
Not to mention you call me a Queer I'm ringing in your ear
With all my punches catch the right hook then repeat that shit for years
Call me Tyson you chickens cocking Glocks and flocks of tears
In all the eyes of their mothers but that don't make you much to fear
Always dressed for that black tie event
In my suit on a stage motherfucker staying fresh
Spitting hot shit
I already wrote all your top hits
I said that shit was fucking weak and moved onto the next topic
You motherfuckers gotta pull me out the pocket
And make me say I'm gay so Shea can go and drop shit
I dropship all my fire bombs onto your doorstep like bags of dog shit
My shit is tighter that a corset
(One more time)
Shea Michael that inspires these pussies to go retire
Every person I've been beefing with now looking to get hired
Me and Ouija are making every person call their spirits
To get back into their studio and write them some lyrics
You hear me calling out the game
Cause they don't know my name
So it's time to show the world that I ain't ever go away
I could be out in the Burgh or you see me in LA
Riding fast cars while everybody's on cocaine
When they got me on the beat Butterfingerz the codename
I do this for the music not the fame like I'm Cobain
They said I'm rapping and all they heard was fucking crickets
Cause I leave fuckers speechless
Now who you to be a critic
Y'all tripping off their fiction in facades of cacophony
Bitch I'm queer to piss you off call that ironic gay sodomy
They said they'd fucking cap me I'm still standing and brandishing
Both the microphone and pencil know the underground's damaging

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