I just smoke a joint and wrote a rap.

Here’s how it’s goes…..

Oh dude , word ?
is that what you heard?
Sorry to tell you the truth but…
Nah bitch nah.
Nah trick nah.
That’s what I be sayin
Don’t act like I’m playin.
Nah hoe woah
Don’t put on a show
Or act like you know
Tryin to dis on my flow
I’m bad as can be
You ain’t got shit on me
Wanna be like me
Wanna look like me
Trya act like me
I’m as fly as can be
Reppin since 93
Don’t do it for free
You gotta pay dat fee.
If you wanna get like me.
Rappin and clappin my haters be tappin to every rhyme I spit
I’m like a drug you can’t quit
once you get wit it
Nah slut what?
I’m the king on the throne
So leave it alone
Before you get shown
So Step back ratch before I attack
Gonna make you regret it
I ain’t even sweat it.
Nah hoe woah
You look like a mess
Who you trya impress
Get out of my face
Get off of my case
You acting a disgrace
I’m gonna put you in your place.
Nah bitch nah
I’m the greatest around that’s why I’m wearing the crown
You haters my peasants
And if all the bullshits for the birds
Yous a bunch of pheasants
So bye bitch bye
Ain’t no body got time for dis I’m too fly.
Gotta get on my game, can’t even complain. When I walk in the room all them eyes be buggin
All the haters are shrugging
Spot light on me
Cute as can be
Just don’t mess with me
Cuz ill sting like a bee
Or more like a hornet
Bring it on I’m all for it.
Yo dude word? Is that what ya heard?
Too bad you got it twisted
I’m the piece that your missin
I’m the cure
All or nothin is what I’m shooting for
So when it comes knocking on the door
Just Remember this name,
Dylan fucking Reid I’m shooting for fame.
So like woah hoe wow
I know I be makin momma proud
Kicking all dem bitches off the stage cuz I’m number one now…haha this shit is fun now.
I know it’s called the game but I didn’t think it would be so easy to win….lameeeee
Hahaha
Bye cunt die.
You walkin, I’m flyin
Private jet please
Now Bow bitch get on your knees
I’m runnin the game.
So get used to it now.
I’m the king.
The greatest around.
If you came to get down, take my hand I have it all planned. We will run the night
It’s all gonna be alright
We partyin tonight.
Last time ill spit it so don’t you forget it.
I said woah bitch no, can’t touch my flo that’s fo sho, oh dude word fuck what ya heard I ain’t tryin to be absurd but no hoe woah you know ill be killin that’s why they call me a villain but I’m like nah trick its Dylan.
Cheers this ones to me and to livin out dem dreams
we finally on top
And we’re never gonna stop.
Woah bitch woah.