Deleted Artist — Hardcore

This ain't no bubblegum pop song The vibe more like a rock song Something to mosh to and march on Uniting punkers and hip-hoppers strong Popping beer bottles and hitting bongs Getting thick hipster chicks outta thongs This the opposite of your radio sing alongs I'd wipe with the paper you wrote your single on This ain't the same old same From the same old lames With the same gold chains This the new cool from a brain insane Owned by I told you to stay your lane Shoulda listened now you got frogger's pain It's your ass fault you on the asphalt All those wack bars how you spray things and bake cain Doing drugs in the club and other cliche things Basic bars rhyming bottle with model in lame sayings This that hardcore, we ain't playing Everything is(fake) All I hear is(fake) All you want is (fake) All you love is (fake) Fuck (fake) how about some hardcore 2x Carolina country boy rapping better than the Yankees do Without a major trying to make major moves Militant for the paper, I need major loot Competition man listen I'd hate to blaze their boots Rap a chess game, don't be pawn and let 'em play with you From the state they skip and got some statements too Plenty talent here but some big dawgs won't share a plate with you So I write the rhymes and bang the beats and stay away from fools Different breed of mc from SC shit I'd hate me too Too different with the spitting with no gimmicks dude Who cares bout a image if you can't rip a loop Your flow cool but no dude your lyrics poop I'm the goku they go to so their spirit move These vocals on the pro tools potent too the truest blue Magic, no Orlando more like the product of Frank Luke It's tragic all of these rappers and fans rank flukes Hook