Sketch the Bottom Feeder - A Cracker Lacking Cheese lyrics

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Sketch the Bottom Feeder - A Cracker Lacking Cheese lyrics

I play the game so sick with the mic They call me pimpin Yeah I'm rippin when I bust like a lip in a fight The worst ba*tard in hell always been this mean I write a verse after an L call it an M16 When I smash your b**hes blame it on astrophysics They gravitate to the stars and leave with a**hole stitches After I stretch them out Yall know what sketch about To spit all the rhymes in my mind I'd need an extra mouth When I pull out my rhyme book and write I'm good with verses but not the chorus I'm used to getting off the hook I'm white Plus i'm broke I'm just a cracker lacking cheese Never stacking G's Just attacking these wack Emcee I'm smacking jacking thieves Biters I don't f** with I'm packing heat like i got lighters in my luggage I'm so dope but there's really no hope if i drop I'll get fewer sales/sails than a rowboat I rock and kick sh** While you're kicking rocks I scare you to d**h when i put the chicken in the box Like Tyson But it's like i'm tyson fighting The way you won't throw hands You're too chicken to box You're biting when you hear this, cause when I'm in your ear it's Like I'm god to you There's a holy feel to my lyrics These so called fans Only deal with appearance That's why we're seeing rappers that are wack charting Y'all dance and rap hardly I stall plans when I put down more 16's than a frat party serving tall cans There's a small chance I'll never die And be a legend live and eternally test existence But whether I Do or not I'll never in fact know For now I'm edging on competition impressing critics When Sketch is spitting Bob your heads and listen I'm one of the best I'm giving y'all the definition of a rap flow This is the calm before the storm I'm a night owl with a white towel in my palm with chloroform When I'm rhyming I channel within and let my inner demon ramble When I mdurder i make sure to leave a semen sample I light bud and drink a Bud Lite If it doesn't quench my thirst I think your blood might You've never heard a doper hater They call me Sketch cause when it comes to lead I draw quickly over paper I'm 24 and I've never wanted money more Being broke's a hell of a motivator I don't need either Blunt or joint Fumes cloudy I consume brownies Like I'm trimming hedges I'm a weed eater I'm the bottom feeder Lurking in the depths like a sea creature f** a free feature we can talk price When i put it on wax and record it You think jackson and jordan Met Medusa's gaze the way I rock mics/Mikes

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