Local Rapper v2 Lyrics

Alright

Yuh yuh

Uh

Lego

Lemme talk my shit

Walk my shit to the coffin

Sick

Button up shirt in the all black fit

All the funeral home 'bout to call me prince

Call me dense

Call it quits

Disregard every time I called that bitch

Said the past is the past now I'm passed it

Started with a pound then an ounce then a half little

Young pacifist went insane turned masochist

Analyst with the sounds

When a bitch gettin' loud

Shut the fuck up smack her ass out the fabric

Back on my bat shit

Fuck all the captions

Chain of reactions

Put the game in the past tense

You poke the bear fuck you expected to happen

I'm the captain of my own wave

Y'all is just a showcase

Flowin' off the dome

Just to throw y'all an old taste

Pardon I'm arrogant cause I wouldn't spare my pair of nuts

If Mary offered me all the top that I wanted

I don't get women I flaunt it

Think I'm better off

Shit I'm tryna get her off

Call that shit a monolog

Nobody seen this coming from the fat kid

Get back kid

This one ain't for the masses

I matter past the average

The pack is in my bag bitch

Quit asking for a pass I

Smack a fucker hard enough I just might get my soul back

Coldest rapper not even in the industry

Fuck a simile

Put imagery within every enemy

Endless soliloquies pick apart your particles vividly

Business of misery

Mister never miss on a killin' spree

Yuh

The kid is so stone cold

Broken mold hold it over coals

Always cookin' off his dome

Always booked so I'm never going home

All my homies think I'm 'bout to hit the gold

Kind of scared of goin broke

Think that's an understatement

Cause the kid from Cohoes tryna be the greatest

Preach sedated

Speak to the weak for papers

Weeks to ages

Rapper on a scheme to reap

Pipe dreams seem off

Cause I'm off my feet

You bought the lease

Meanwhile I bought my weed

I caught some peace

Threw that shit off the balcony

Call the sheep

The wolf is gettin' ready to eat

Dead in the street

Ego lookin like roadkill

I feel like every sediment in my mind never hold still

So I pen a bullet to blow up all my boldest opponents

Trophies over my mantle

Dismantle my motives

I chose the plan cause I'm chosen

Won't give a chance to ask after the fact

Dick is getting bigger

Every time that they ask if I rap

Think I'm smash-able after the fact

Motherfucker relax

I think I'm special

But I'm just a local rapper

In my bag

Like woah