Fuck Your Favorite Rapper(FYFR)

1st verse: Oh yea! Guess who's back Mr. All up in your face like yes you wack Motherfucker, I address you fags With a S on my chest here to rescue rap Cus of the shit I hear, my ears starting to bleed Hip hop looks shattered to me, battered & beat Not to mention scattered in pieces Time I took charge like a battery see I won't speak about my talent, its E ordinary [Please dont put me in the category of these harder MCs I know y'all outta my league Please stop flattering me/] Bitch that's called flattery huh You don't even get it, forget it Notice the pattern & see I'm the savior if 2pac had a baby then that would be me Chorus: Fuck your favorite rapper 2nd verse: What's up with this shit? Ummm What's up with this shit again Hip hop loves suckin this dick Fuck buts & ifs, I'm "butt" fucking this bitch So I'm "back" & you know that I'm the shit Gimme that S for the my chest & I'll show that I'm a hit Get it? Na so I dumb shit down To reach heights, beneath skies, sorry underground Gotta live it up yo Blaaze said never give it up yo All this ignorance can be pissing off but... Do I look like I give a fuck? NO I'm the best homie I ain't give a fuck if radio city slept on me Now u see MTV invest on me Nothing to fear, I'm here, couple more years, rolling stones will write my success story yeaa Chorus: Fuck your favorite rapper 3rd verse: It's about time to review your play list Matter of fact when u play this I'm afraid I have to say this That you've been stuck on dumb shit Now u awake to thy greatness Appreciate your patience History in the making takes time Hip hop is mine for the taking Now get naked, then put that rubber on to do exactly what I'm saying & that is