You ain’t a killer, but that’s okay ‘cause neither am I
I usually just stab ‘em with mics & leave ‘em to die
& I’m the type of cat that gets Gotti by nature
I come through bumpin’ that Wu-Tang or Naughty By Nature
Mark my words – I’mma be the arabian Pun
I only need to spit one verse & baby you’re done
When it comes to teen rappers, I’m the craziest one
The odds of you beatin’ me are like 80 to 1
That’s like comparin’ Baby to Run
The comparison ain’t fair
& I’mma have you stressin’ like Reks with gray hair
I’m 16, I flip schemes on 16’s
& it doesn’t matter if I’m rockin’ a fitted or ripped jeans
I rip dreams & let the pieces rest on your conscience
I heard your shit, it’s whack, I don’t mess with that nonsense
I mess with that Ironman boom-bap from 9-6
& I also mess with that Jedi Mind Tricks
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I GAVE MY WHOLE LIFE TO TRY TO MAKE IN THIS RAP GAME AND WHEN I SEE A FAKE-EMCEE..YOU KNOW THAT BOTHERS ME I BEEN TRAPPED IN A MAZE..WITHOUT A RAT RACE TRYING TO MAKE IT IN THIS GAME SEEMS LIKE YOU RUNNING LATE ITS LIKE A LIGHTWEIGH..TRYING TO BEAT A HEAVY WEIGH YOU WAS THE NERD IN THE TUX,WITHOUT A PROM DATE YOU JUST A YOUNG BOY..YOU TALK SO MUCH NOISE AND IF YOU SEEN WHERE I LIVED YOU BE PARANOID THIS AINT NO STARBUCKS..THIS AINT NO PIZZA HUT ITS GETTIN LATE YOU NEED TO CALL MOMS TO PICK YOU UP THIS GAME IS REAL LIFE..AND RAPPERS DIEING FOR IT THE STRUGGLE DAY TO DAY,YOU SPOIL-BRAT..YOU CRYING FOR IT YOU WORKING EVERYDAY AND STILL IN THE BASEMENT A LOSER ALL YOUR LIFE HIP HOP CANT REPLACE IT WITH YOUR COLLEGE DEGREE..YOU GOT A GOOD JOB I ADVISE YOU TO PACK UP FOOL AND GET LOST! STORM’S VERSE FROM “AINT REAL” FEAT. CASINO PRICE…TRACK BY FRIDAY http://www.dopetracks.com/track/108020