Talent:
I'm tired of listening and reading about cats that claim they can rap
When all they talk about is hoes, money they ain't got and heat that
They can't pack so just face the facts all yall is whack n***a my little
Brother could rip all yall on a track my bass thump so loud it will flip
All yall on ya back so you could turn in your grave my rhymes so hot
That before you start reading them they burn in your face so now you
Know that your whole journey's a waste you can hang up freestlyling
Before they turn your way and then just turn you away......

(Chorus)x2
Fake n****s
Two faced n****s
Couldn't come out with nonthing hotter than this if I gave you two days
N****s
Can't stand g** n****s
Owe me money but don't pay n****s
If you really want to know the truth I think all you cats is fake n****s.

Talent:
I hope none of yall trying to get a record label you could barley get
A job at a low class resturaunt trying to set the tables n***a who set your
Goals better yet who set your fables you jelous of me uh oh another
Kane and Able but this time it's the opposite I'm the freestyle king
Ain't no one stopping it yall come on here and just start popping lips
Think you bad cause you claiming folk, slobs, or crips that's a negative
Hiv is the only thing about you that's positive you need to stop your
Lyrics cause they getting norrogitive I'm similar to a puzzle piece and
Ain't nobody solving this gotta let you know that fake n****s is my
Only problem snitch......

(Chorus)x2
Fake n****s
Two faced n****s
Couldn't come out with nonthing hotter than this if I gave you two days
N***a
Can't stand g** n****s
Owe me money but don't pay n****s
If you really want to know the truth I think all you cats is fake n****s

Talent: (Not Freestyle)
Brownsville N. Y. Is my hometown the realest n****s you will ever see
Is up north you punk n****s you fake nigggas you wanna be me
N****s I done seen so many n****s down here that is fake yall
N****s is so fuckin fictionated you look like a fuckin video game
You b***h n****s you grimey a** hoe n****s you's a snitch n***a yeah,
Yeah, yeah he know who I'm talking about remember me n***a
Tha n***a you crossed in Queens Yeah b***h my cousin told me you be
On this s**t typing garbage I going to let you know at the time you least
Expect it i'll see you again I told you it would catch up with you cause
It's a small world where beef can never end you two faced sock
Chewing snake a** n***a.............. It ain't Over!!!!!!
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