The Underground Classic Rap Contest vol. 2 lyrics

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Yelling At Cats


Lately I've been acting kind of awkwardly
Cause these fake rappers tryin' to say that they the top of me
Rap abnormalities, fallacies, followed by hypocrisies
I'd say more but the illuminati's watching me!

I'm the dopest white rapper that you'll ever see
Ain't nobody besting me; I inherit this sh*t genetically
I'm testing and contesting comments so suggestively
I'm investing time for merit; so stop mentally molesting me

Cause my life f*cking sucks now (Why?)
I could be so popular but I'm stuck in the underground (Oh)
Maybe I'd be less frowned upon if I yukked and sucked it up
Like a whore fetus in the ultrasound (Ew!)

But these faggots are cheap, and you gonna weep when I find you
I'll use a switch blade and stab it right up behind you
Then grind up your spine, slash your eyes out and blind you
And carve my name in your stomach because I have a mind to

I'm f*cking broke b*tch, my rents high, I'm in debt
The only f*cking friends I got are found across the internet
Girlfriend's too far away; I masturbate to silhouettes
As sad as this story gets and I ain't even finished yet

You better bet I'm repping with this east coast heat
Better spread your cheeks, you gonna go goatse
I'd rather stay underground buried six foot deep
So if rap's gonna die, I say rest in "piece"

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