Notes

[Intro]
West Side!
Los Angeles man it's one of the best places you can be but it got some problems
[Verse 1 - AD Ang]
Yeah, we two highschoolers bout to murder this beat,
we finna drop some heat
Los Angeles city of angels that are never sleepin' but people be sleepin' on us
its kinda sus
but Nev and I gonna show why we the best, we came up with a plan of success
look I'm gonna admit something we're too high for this we rolled some blunts and then we hit it
it doesn't matter though we're livin' to our fullest extent, this song is to the industry as a letter of intent.
we're gonna represent the young people vibing with us, we're gonna discuss how to kick out all these mumble rappers and throw them under the bus.
They got no respect for the game of rap after I listen to just one verse I feel ready to take a nap.
It's all the same shit they be talkin' bout; money, bitches, and cars, but I know none of them wrote it out.
none of them got the motivation to pump out actual bars, I'm just about ready to go avatar mode on em,
or poison their cookie jar, maybe even their fruity bar.
I'm not about murderin' but these fakers are murdern' the game they're drowning out the soul in this, administering some coal to the flame that is what we call mumble, but I guess Nev and I gotta say humble and know our place. Soon we'll be up in their face someplace, somewhere they won't be able to bear with it, least I'm givin' em' time to prepare, you're in for a scare.
Drop the beat, give y'all a heart attack y'all bout to get smacked off of planet earth into a new dimension, I get it the tensions growing, but we're here just to mention how none of you new age rappers write your own lyrics, It gets me so mad I think i might break the Geneva convention.
To think anyone of y'all motherfuckers got big off of dickriding, while i've been writing. Watch I'm only gonna be risin' off to the sunset where you cant catch me im too fast it's almost like I'm flyin' up the ranks, hey no need to thank me though, I'm just waiting to get past y'all dumb shows and pick a fight like let go, im ready to show off just like I'm hittin' a free throw all twenty times like my lyrical rhymes got ya confused, just stop and go already, I bet it's your bedtime. Now hear me out I'm gonna past it to Nev and let y'all know we doing this for the culture the love and the clout! We deserve it unlike you, ya done heard me now leave me, believe me, you don't want none of this, you're just fake rapper shit.


[Verse 2 - (Nev)]
(Insert sus shit here)