Uh, Ruppism, 2Virgins
Runnin' on the track, keepin' up with my fitness
Runnin' to your door like a Jehovah's witness
I'm in the dog pound all I see is b**hes
Almost forgot to mention
Keep on talking sh** and get a lynching
I'm like Christmas because my lyrics are gifted
Rap above everyone I'm spiritually lifted
You know I rap different so just get with it
Push bands away in one direction
My music isn't good where's the inspection?
Come to my shows and see perfection