Weak Won't Do

[Sample] I would cry till I drown in my own tears Just so you could go swimming [Verse One] None of em good, they all garbage All of em novice should invest in vest, they're the best as targets This hot shit will hit em and collide in they conscience For talking out the side of they conscience coinciding Hassaan's sick It's something wrong with me I'm on shit Beyond them old secular songs subliminal shit That the rest of them on Speak my name and get torn to pieces Nailed to death then hung from your features Left there dangling, lungs touching your sneakers Blood flooding the speakers, the sound muffles The ground crumbles, there's no where firm for you to stand It's clear and evident you ain't learn to use your hands You would accept the burn if you's man But your scared to even breath near the directions of my square And if your crew stares I got something that they could share Shit's slick and severe shit swooped ear to ear bitch [Hook] "7 days wouldn't do" I'm treating this rap shit like food "7 days wouldn't do" So don't step to the stage to get chewed "7 days wouldn't do" I'm treating this rap shit like glue Stuck to it Yo what the fuck you wanna do? [Verse Two] You rappidy rap niggas can all save it Whatever you plan to bake is bland flavored No matter how y'all stretch it cover and dress it The taste tester's who taste it keep saying they can't taste shit Nigga you grew up in the burbs this ain't the same shit I'll push your head off the pedestal that your frame sit Kick the shit in the crowd during the bang bitch Then proceed rapping while your body still standing Jamming like uncle Bob Vibing with the Wailers Throwing competition in a coffin sticking all the nails in Can't compare him unless it's to a werewolf Sit in my seat on a beat and get your chair pulled Right from up under your ass and that's real And I don't give a fuck if you like how I feel Yo just recognize the skill And put per diem on the bill [Hook]