I Lost My Swag At Birth

Yo yo, my name's the HideandSeekZoo I like to rap and talk a lot of shit and I like to introduce myself a lot and I'm high Now if you don't know me, I like to blow trees Hit the fucking spot and share it with the homies Now you little fucking swaggots that just started rapping, you should find a better hobby, ain't nobody fucking clapping This for every wannabe inside of the city Yo, it's not hip-hop if you'd rather look pretty Hit the books, motherfucker, and hopefully you'll see this rapping thang ain't for you, so leave it up to me And I ain't saying that I'm the best and I ain't trying to act hard This is the only nice way of saying, "Fuck your bars" Yo, and fuck a diss, yo it's just a long list of some high schol wannabe rappers that sound like shit And y'all are on the mic sounding like you're scared to rap like your mom is gonna kick your ass for talking like that Oh, you're cool for dissing a fucking school Write some real shit, or this the HideandSeekZoo Come on Yo I'ma freestyle the rest of this shit cos I can Ay y'all be sleeping on this cat spitting a couple raps The only motherfucker who can show you where it's at Hip-hop ain't dead, but it just seems like it cos these over-fascinated swag fags seem to bite it And divided through the whackness sounding like a whack bitch While I'm laying down all these tracks like a mattress I've had this, surpasses through the masses on the way to fucking classes, it's the true hip-hop, you can't pass us Fuck your school spirit, homie I don't fucking care And we only show up cos we have to be there Wake the fuck up If you honestly haven't heard of me yet and you're from Vacaville, you really need to wake the fuck up And if you think Vanden or Vaca High has the best rappers, you need to shut the fuck up cos like, yeah nevermind..