New Born Sound

[Verse 1: Lil Oki] New Born Sound, These lyrics can't be found We coming to your town, to ground n pound We put you into submission Wait up intermission...... alirght im back With a rap to make me sound like im black You wanna attack, fagget stfu ill slack off, and get a bitch to throw her top off So run away you little gay You ain't straight so hows it going in your brain Well mine is insane Haha im fucking twiztid my membrane Can't think cause the way I speak hahahaaa my shit is wack enough to make you look tough Im a psycho maniac I just can't act [Verse 2: E Straight] Yea time to be dominant in this game Rap tight don’t show no shame We be the beast/you be the baby in a diaper That’s why we out spit you like a viper Watch out our rhymes can be poisonous We bite you/you go insane and delirious/askin us watt just happened bein all serious Hey man im just curious But would you happen to be/the all great Eminem Mr. slim shady/man he’s my idol White rapper that actually earns the rap game title Compared to him my raps are suicidal Cuz im literally killin myself Practice rappin this and just scream help Not really you know im jus playin I spend hours writin and slayin At least that’s what I consider my rappin Cuz when I do put out a dope verse You think did that just happen Ha should be happy I ain't country cuz that shits crappin And technically this ain't bragging It’s just bein cocky spittin fire like a dragon I ain't a usual with my pants saggin I keep them up cuz im sophisticated Now I can focus on my rhymes and make sure you get obliterated And bitch you ain't been rated/nbs been rated number one [Verse 3: 50 Cal z] Yo it’s the new born sound How/ can we rap so deadly Cause we got lyrically Dope rappers On our side take a ride Back to your house/ hide in walls like a mouse But you don’t get the cheese/ fuck the cheese We get the cows/ mulit racial R-A-C-I-A-L/ we the select 7 but im selected to go hell Always represent for STL Wear a jersey wherever I go Even when im fuckin ho’s When I rap fire busts on the floor Cause im so hot when I spit I melt the damn core Ya can’t do nothin about it/ cause I don’t give a shit Run at ya with bombs on my back Went to suicide training camp/ in other words school But I drool/ on my textbook/ write raps when the teachers don’t look I ain't sayin I'mma crook But I steal this game Obama this bitch in a better way Always be here to stay Patrol this cause I got to/ ya can’t get in without an ID/ That’s how fame should be