P.L. Style

Who the fuck wanna battle and go
The first two bars will make your whole body shake, rattle and roll
Ain’t no competition tonight
I’m known as the best thing to hit rap since the invention of mics
If you strapped then you gotta pop
You don’t got bodies, the only case you ever had was an Otterbox
When my pen hits the pad it’s unorthodox
And I ain’t trying to make friends, I ain’t Courtney Cox
Nigga it’s crunch time
And I’m hungrier than a fat person in the back of a lunch line
Don’t make a nigga hurt you
It don’t matter what color you is, you still green like a Ninja Turtle
I spit facts only
You can tell when I rap to a beat because it’s like a holy matrimony
It’s like a marriage of carriage and baby trying to sleep
Though they nitpick I won’t let these fuck niggas get to me, nah
Nigga why you hating on me I’m just doing my thing
Light skin, long hair, don’t care about what you think
Yeah, you can’t be mad at me dog it is what it is
And I’m here, it’s my year, Lord Gary
The beat is getting fucked like I’m doing porn
And I don’t trip when they try to clip me no matter what foot the shoe is on
I write songs to the beats I made
So you know that he got paid when he got played
I been over these duck rappers
How you let a nigga in the game that likes to bend over and get fucked backwards
Call him actress
Since he can’t rap I’ma send shots and keep using him as target practice
Y’all are not stars
You would think I was holding wet soap in the booth how I drop bars
Yeah I’m dumb with the pen
You ain’t hard, only scars you got comes from a syringe
Them tinted windows will creep on ya
When it comes to making music I’m more instrumental than Sweetwater
If you don’t know what that means go and google it
Get your noodle hit, the heat will toaster strudel it, blow
I’m in it for the longevity
I got the recipe and the equity to have my pockets on Precious, b
You fuck around they’re going to put you where the heavens be
And have your family forced to hear a Reverend speak
I make a phone call
And all you cartoon Simpson ass niggas will get juiced like Orenthal
I don’t know about you but I was born to ball
Not to spending my rec making phone calls
Drive around in foreign cars, in designer label
Like a dummy iPhone I’m just showing off
She see’s that and she’s feeling neglected
Telling me «your gonna regret it if you ain’t more involved»
Yeah that’ll be the day
When these lil' new age rappers focus on rap and not the pay
Let’s burn one time
I’m like a thirsty nigga wanting more juice I’ve returned to the punch line
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