Verseatile — Overreactive

[verse 1] One day a rich kid decides to join the hood Decides to join the crooks, this silly boy ain't good This silly boy's up to trouble all the time Killin' people, he's livin' evil and now he wants to drop a rhyme Yo, listen up I keep goin' loadin' ammo I cuss and insult like shootin' yall with a bow n' arrow My fire's dope y'all venemous but I got the antidote I use your disses like medicine, got yall in panic mode I create this dope shit usin' my intellect and imagination The only time you used that shit was when you started masturbatin' The beat pulses in my head when I spit these dope lyrics Do you need an explanation for how I've been prolific Yall better agree to declare me the king My visions are so dark there ain't a scarier thing I'ma beat you so hard i could break ya collarbone I'm flyin' with colours yall just in boring monochrome [hook]X2 Yo look who's overreactive Overreactive Fuckin' overreactive [verse 2] I'ma a better predator than what these rapper's are Yall hide away so much it's like yall wearin camouflage Yall fire shots but I got a bullet proof vest Yall want roulette? Fuck that yall want justice through death? Ha, bitches, I'ma blast a hole in ya head Land of the livin'? ya fast approachin' the dead Look at me, guess I'm the new kid on the block But that don't matter bitches say this kinda music gotta stop What the fuck do you want from me, to do philosophy with socrates? Don't you dare tell me that this shit's not for me Don't try to cross me cause I'm a livin' legend Otherwise I'ma hit you with my smith n' wesson, cause [hook]X2 [bridge] Look who wants to drop a rhyme, livin' with the narcotics Nothin' gonna stop the crime, not even the harmonics Rich kid, you can't rap about riotin' Oppression, racism go back to your violin Nothing has changed you massively Do you see police brutality, are you one of the new pharisees Go back to your mansion and spend the cash, that we'll never have The one thing in the world that would make us forget the past Silly boy, why are you dealing with the criminals Fool, why'd the doctors cut you from the umbilical Go do something actually worthwhile Like not goin' around rappin' as verseatile Don't you want to live the life we dream of livin' Cash flowin' in fountains, haven't you seen the vision Sorry guys, I wanna go the way of hip hop Don't try to stop me it'll be costly, I'm dodgin' missed shots Rap's my passion, I don't know what it's like bein' you But can't you acknowlege I wanna express my feelins too Don't look at class, just realise ma inner skill Else I guess it's the bathroom and I'll have to swallow the bitter pill [hook] X4