Aye, Tell them wrap it up B, Aye

I hear a lot of people rapping, but they corny as fuck

Knowing they ain't bout the action, But they fully gassed up

Acting tough behind a mic like they wouldn't get touched

When it comes to the bars tell them pull their weight up, Wait up

As the saying goes there's level to this game

Man It must be amateur hour cause out comes the lames

No talent having asses always stunting for fame

Acting like we should be knowing their name, But I forgot it

Is you Alica Keys or something, I can't believe these fronting ass rappers acting like they can compete

Bitch please, You need to go take a damn seat

Now that class is in session, I suggest you let me teach

So take notes on the way I make most of them say my name goes with the greats

But I don't do it for fame, I entertain I with these flows that I create

Cause I keep it all original, Was never one to fake my funk

Say what, Hold up, Hold up, That's what you call rap, Clown, It fucking sucks

Just put mic down, Do it right now cause your time is running out, I suggest you wrap it up

Say what, Hold up, Hold up, That's what you call rap, Clown, It fucking sucks

Just put mic down, Do it right now cause your time is running out, I suggest you wrap it up

Say what the fuck, You goofies got me cracking up (uh huh uh huh)

Say what you call rap, Imma call that what a fully fed fat funky figure on lax gon be feeling

(What you saying) Man, I'm saying that it's shitty

It's a pity, Cause I know a lot of talent who don't really get the recognition they deserve

The nerve of how they getting fucked over hard in this game, Pause, No diddy, Wait Up

I think I'm doing too much, But at the same time I really don't be giving a fuck

I hear the same vibes coming from unintelligent ones, Trying to tell me I should dumb it down

But I shun that circus act

They claim to be it, No wonder they clowning the art of rap

I'm tired of this, If they call that fire then I'm fire resistant

So when that flame dies out, I'm the only one living, Now what

Say what, Hold up, Hold up, That's what you call rap, Clown, It fucking sucks

Just put mic down, Do it right now cause your time is running out, I suggest you wrap it up

Say what, Hold up, Hold up, That's what you call rap, Clown, It fucking sucks

Just put mic down, Do it right now cause your time is running out, I suggest you wrap it up

I said wrap it up B, Your shyts wack, It's a fact you suck, See

And I have to be acting tough to be the main act, Bet my lady's backing up to this beat

Paying no attention to the speech, Feeling good just because my voice on it

And believe she reciting every lyric like she wrote it for me

Notice, How I don't promote but they know who I be

It's Don Dada, You pawns just don't matter

When I get up on a mic, Move on or get shattered in your ego

Cause we know ye don't come close to the speech and the flow the D done composed

And I'm just having fun with it

Forgive the tongue, I'm just goin dumb when it's umm

I forgot what I was even saying but it doesn't really matter, Slacking off and still slaying, Like that

Say what, Hold up, Hold up, That's what you call rap, Clown, It fucking sucks

Just put mic down, Do it right now cause your time is running out, I suggest you wrap it up

Say what, Hold up, Hold up, That's what you call rap, Clown, It fucking sucks

Just put mic down, Do it right now cause your time is running out, I suggest you wrap it up

Aye, Aye, Said wrap it up, Aye, Aye, Said wrap it up

Put mic down, Do it right now cause your time is running out, I suggest you wrap it up

Aye, Aye, Said wrap it up, Aye, Aye, Said wrap it up

Put mic down, Do it right now cause your time is running out, I suggest you wrap it up

Said wrap it up B