Outro (Gangsta MC) lyrics

by

Royce da 5'9"


[Verse: Demetrius]
So many dope rappers past, these wack n*ggas still out
Imma murder the wack, just to balance this sh*t out
The cannon will spit out or rain down like brraow
I'm wheel chairing the old west, they need to sit down get down
Every best rapper alive, will be the very next rappers to die
I wreck rappers that ride the track reckless let's crash and collide
I sped past ya, I'm lappin' ya twice the x-factor
Dissin' n*ggas for no particular reason clicking and squeezing
The trigger leaving listeners grieving (Why?)
They favourite rapper fall victim to beefin'
Beef is when I get mad cow sick when I'm speakin'
Br- brraow, blow your back out this is for blinking
I'll black out, I'm a black cloud switchin' the seasons (raining)
This is the season I'm beefin' with n*ggas for breathin'
For sharing my air you n*ggas is bleeding
Yea you gimmick n*ggas they ruining rap again
When real rap was doing it we should have used the Magnum
'Cause you a accident
That's why I'm human trafficking
Slavery to using rappers in lieu of African
You old rappers I make you my house n*ggas
I'm sexing your spouse while you fetching my house slippers
Next I'ma clown wiggas
They'll be found dead with their di*k left in they mouth
I'm Malcolm X with an ounce of Hitler
Concentration camping rapping Klansmen
f*ck a backbacker I'm a Black Panther trapped in a rappers body
It'll be a reenactment of Hiroshima when I see them faggots finger Snapping
I bring it back to jacking for beats and jumping in beefs
No Vaseline half of you weak sucker MC's
And y'all kids that's murdering Hip-Hop
You working at sweatshops 'till you learn to respect Pac!
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