Yo, kick back, go ahead and spit that
Nothing worse than a swag kid that sounds real whack
With a very ill beat, you rap like a spelling bee
But I guess that it's okay with them J's on your feet
Motherf**er, f** your shoes, and f** your clothes
I don't need all that sh** just to spit better flows
Obvious you s** it, hoe, but looks make it up
But the truth is, yo, we never really gave a f**
So take your pretty f**boy swag back home
It's that true Hip-Hop, no t**ng in the zone
The flows ain't never stopping and we keep the heads bopping
And we feel the presence of a swag f*g when they walking
sh**, yo, I ain't even mad
I'd rather be able to rap than not have any swag
Why keep the tag? Just so you can brag?
I'd rather brag about the music cos that's where it's really at
And all these cats claiming they're the realest in the world
But in reality, they can't even keep it real with their girl
And most of y'all are gay, dressing in feminine ways
And I swear I see a girl when I'm looking at your face
f** swag and f** you too
My name's The HideandSeekZoo
f** swag