10. That's Not Beef, That's Pork
Yo Anthony man, you just texted me again man Nah man no, he's trynna, he's trynna get me to do a verse on his shit Yeah same dude that used to talk all that shit back in the day It's total, total lack of self-respect on his part man [Verse 1] Surrounded by all these little piggies Round a pool table, holding on a glass full of empty When them rappers came out of nowhere to hit the spotlight Oinking at the crowd about who cares and not quite Pretty sure there was more on stage Than there was in attendance in the rest of the place I tried to give a listen, it was impossible The main dude sounded like his motherfucking mouth was full Understand what that train wreck looks like You've seen it before, bad rapper with a good mic Screaming like he means it like it's a classic verse Couldn't even make out a fraction of them words Minnesota, too nice for its own good Half of y'all should still have a cold foot Order me a refill, try to block it out And act like these little pigs didn't come from this brick house [Hook X2] Never meant to be a part of you or you I just want to be a part of one two, the one two [Verse 2] Get off the stage, smack your crew Real friends wouldn't let you act like a fool Your beats go "fa, fa, foof" And your girlfriend pretends that she don't even know you In your late twenties, ain't making any money Like an overweight ballerina, sad and funny We all think you so damn wild The way y'all still rock that talent show style No one's impressed with your extended set Except your idiot friends that you scribbled on the guest list Just to be clear, Atmosphere in here If you spitting a cappella I'ma spit in your beer [Hook X2] [Verse 3] Ten minutes later and they still up they yapping shit Turn the sound down and let us read the captions kid You did a song that was so damn passionate I almost had to piss my pants when I was laughing at it You look so goddamn dramatic man Everybody pulled out their phones to call an ambulance Your CD-R needs a little CPR You makin faces like you should of played the lead guitar You ain't an MC, you an MC's wardrobe Freak of culture like a white girl with cornrows Go ahead and do you, don't front If rap is just another excuse to smoke blunts, huh It's alright man, get yourself a hype man And come take up a couple more minutes of our life span Twin cities, tighten up and get busy Got all these little piggies trynna suck on these big titties [Hook X2] Of one two, the one two Of one two, the one two One two, the one two The one two, the one two
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