D. Zulu - How To Become Whack Freestyle lyrics

Hawking at Toms like Tom looking at Jerry Manoeuvring thru opposition like Steph Curry Attacking at a light rate, everything's blurry To me missing a target is another story I would take you out the game and not feel sorry Y'all Cinderellas just run out of help fairies I'm good at making enemy eyes teary Move around enemy territories with no worry 'Cause I'm a master of disguise like Tyler Perry I behind the mic is like the taste of strawberry I won't rush fame,Look I ain't in a hurry One day I'll stand tall and sing glory I turn into a deadly beast looking like Mark Henry I go into k**er mode in seconds if necessary And backstabbers I make sure I bury I ain't came here to love and merry My only mission is to eliminate copy cats We run the streets me and my hood rats Rappers act gangster,ain't scared of those tats I'd reap of your flesh and crack skulls with bats Y'all make louder noises than that of jets All I see in the game are bunch of spoilt brats I see people are pretty good in chitchats They are group of women in flower hats While I swiftly glide over a beat like flying mats My flow got people trapped like fish in nets I stand straight up unshaken like meerkats Then take enemies as my pets When I raid their habitats I separate the real deals from copycats Man that how real it gets Even enemies can say anything but congrats