Verse 1 (Zee):
I started a real chic, I started a real freak Started a wack rapper who didn't know how to spit so I swallowed, pride but of course it made me sick to realize half the rappers u adore are really weak
Ok don't crucify me just chill out and let me speak
You're supposed to pa** a message across and make it deep
In your brains I make my lines "stick" and whoop your a** with it
U can't make a song spitting only punchlines silly
Set it off of course I know that Ama get applause at the end of my verse or maybe worse I'd get cursed for the verse
Gravity about to take my a** to court
I break the law beat the force why the f** you think I'm boss
I've been patient for so long I think I need a nurse and a good label to stay stable without the horse
No remorse I turned a rebel cuz the label was a flaw
And if I wanted to get cash I needed to withdraw
In the kitchen with Boogey here we tryna make some sauce I mean the sauce that be the source of income for some months with no Loss no flaws just vacations and some tours
If success is the key I swear I'm gonna open doors
I rich, I famous motherf**ers take seat better yet take a swim when I spit that bar beach
Copy this paste it somewhere in your head please, earpiece plug it in what the f** I run the f**ing year please!
Verse 2 (Boogey):
I dare you to stand in front of the mirror, say Boogey just three times
I come out of that muthas**a creep walking, doing the peace sign
Ignore the index
I ain't seen checks
I ain't making the green yet
Little kid on the scene next
He shines?
Weak rhymes
Pink top, yellow jeans
Hello teen
All the ice in your watch, what you tryna do, freeze time?
I'll hack anybody who spitting wack ain't in funny..
.. when you screaming and I say relax, this ain't a real axe
Rocking a steel mask..
..I'm parking in front of Eva's apartment
Binoculars and gloves in the glove compartment
Wanna barge in..
..with the heart and the rage of a f**ing spartan..
.. who' s about to cause a carnage
Calm it down like I beg your pardon..
.. something must be done about this F'ing hard on
Look it's increased by a most impressive margin. (Oh Wow!)
I'm joking, you thinking i'm quite the perv..
..and how often I might decide to get a light, ignite the herb
Cold world and my body is hypothermic..
.. Or maybe it's in my mind and i'm needing some psychotherapy
I'm like a parakeet..
.. when I just hear a beat
I go blaba blaba blah
Inspiration could be Muna's b**bies popping out the bra
Diagnosed with severe dementia..
.. and titty obsession, I put my fire hose between the pair on Dencia..
.. like let's be friends and get attached like hair extensions..
..but i'm getting slapped into a parallel dimension
Oh hi there rappers, you here but who can tell you are..
.. And by the time i'm big enough, you looking unicellular
Plus I like to mention that Zee rocks. (Thank you!)
Copy that? Nope? Okay here's a xerox