Become a rapper

this lil kid doesnt know when to quit
but this is it for this lil bitch
that keeps talkin shit
and cant back it up
u need to shut up
and put a dick in yo mouth
talkin bout somethin u dont know about
sayin da po po comes to yo house
but tha popo is the only ones tha could save yo life
from me tryin to kill u with this knife
but imma let u live to live with shame
let everyone know yo name
and how your raps are lame
when yo mom was my bitch before u came
in this world when she was my gurl
when i made her life twirl
but im not even gonna get into that
come omar where u at
oh is that it what the fuck is that
who tought u how to rap
what is that suppose to be
another page from yo book of poetry

ight here we go with u still tryin hate on me
u say u got all the gurls and u can rap hella supposeably
mothafucka cant u see u cant defeat me
u been gone and came back with nothin but poetry
your just a poet tryin to get in the rap industry
this lil kid tryin to hate on me whats the deal
u cant keep it real
sayin u a gangsta rappa but i aint see no skills
u started this shit and now im finishing it
go and listen to a couple of songs and copy there lyrics
try to rearrange the words and let me hear it
cause u aint shit but a lil bitch tryin to make it
in tha rap game but this shit u cant fake it
so stick to poetry bitch cause u cant make it
fuck southside 13 cause im from the west
so dont try to test or your gonna end up dead like the rest
of stupid mothafuckas tryin to be the best
they could be but i aint see shit but pussy 13
to omar this is a shout out
u represent the south because u like to go south
on a man u sick mothafucka im out

ight im back i was tired of droppin bombs
but the whole time i was gone i was doin yo moms
came back to bring the heat
came to do some more damage with jessienunez the beast
all we need is a pencil for shit that comes so simple
to make a mark on yo face like a pimple
to make u crippled
omar u need to come up with yo own lyrics not other peoples
after u read this your gonna scream holler and curse
go ahead pull that pen and notebook outta yo purse
and try to come up with a verse
but dont try to hard or your gonna get hurt
u aint worth a bullet outta my clip
u aint shit nothin but a lil bitch
tryin to make a hit but your bouts to get hit
if u keep talkin yo shit
tryin to fight me with those lil ass arms but u cant connect
sittin there swinging lookin like a tranasouras rex
tryin to put a hex on me
it seems to me that u cant see
u cant defeat me
ill make it so u cant even breathe
u and the card need to go to sleep
cause im the wolf and your the sheep
and i need to eat
i feed on u fake ass rappers along with a beat
if u are from the east then stay in side
cause im westside till i die
when i go for a ride then u better hide
cause i aint gonna eat i aint gonna sleep till u die
mothafuckas

ight omar u gettin on my last fuckin nerve
if u can read it says eagleheart 1 and 2 in his verse
u need to shut yo mouth before u get hurt
omar u think u rappin
go home and practice til u come back with somethin
cause when i layed my shit on u, u still said nothin
so why u goin after my cousin
cause its yo mom hes fuckin
u aint goin no where if u think your a rapper
u aint nuthin but a actor
tryin to survive in tha world but your the one im comin after
u say your from the south well im from the west
and the west has nothin but the best
kind of guns there is so dont try to test
unless u go to church and tryed to get blessed
cause your gonna need it where your goin
should of thought of what u said before yo mouth opened
right now your probably hopin
that i was jokin

its funny with the eaglehardly rest in peace
but the only r.i.p u need is the one for u when u die in these streets
when i put u on yo knees
beggin for yo life sayin please eagleheart please
cause what goes arounds come back around
shit i dont even need a gun to put u six feet under ground
mothafucka u should of kept yo mouth shut bitch now what
how u gonna explain to yo family that u like takin it up the butt like a slut
u kept gettin picked on ever since u grown up
go back to beggin on the streets u fuckin mut
i was just gonna let this slide
cause i dont know what your family would do if u died
not matter how much they cryed
u aint comin back
i make yo mom keep comin back as if my dick was like crack
u aint goin no where cause of the things u lack
all the money and all the gurls u think u get
u aint nothin but a piece of shit
a lil bitch on tha corner bouts to get hit
this is a fight u dont wanna pick
your sayin shit that u know your not
quit frontin son your never gonna be like tupac
like a lil white boy on them streets thats bouts to get shot
u envy me cause all the shit u want is the shit i got
im everything u thought
i wouldnt be but know u see
im from the streets and i could be mean if i had to be
cause i cruch my enemies
by droppin bombs and just so sad to see
another teenager die from these streets

ight card u need to shut yo mouth
your talkin bout somethin u dont know nothin about
u want some too then here we go
u want to battle me then lets do it toe to toe
like omar but i crushed him long time ago
from the trumpcard to a bird killer
but that aint shit compared to a murderer
when i say one verse i become a millionaire
im droppin so much shit i should be next to chamillionaire
they see me rollin they hatin tryin to catch me ridin dirty
i dont see myself livin past thirty
instead with one verse killin two little birdies
i leave bitches like u in they house all worried
wonderin if tonights is yo last night
cause of a fight u didnt want to fight

ight omar here we go again
at this rappin shit u begin
the last time i layed my shit on you you said nothin
u ran like a lil bitch u are
so dont start shit with me unless u ready to fight a war
but u aint u aint nothin but a lil kid
u always gotta lie bout the shit u did
sayin u got the all the gurls and all the money
but its ight cause i need to hear somethin funny
so shut the fuck up and dont start shit u cant finish

times up game over u lose i win
i already finished the race before u even begin
eagleheart came back to blow this shit up again
im bout to teach u somethin so u could stop bitchin
sit and observe,listin and youll learn somethin if you pay attention
u know its funny when people tryin to gang up on some one
but u dont know your fightin a war that i already won
u dont like so u try to pick up that gun
your gettin mad so u try to shoot somebody
tryin to act all bad like u from cali
u guys aint nothin but lil wankstas
tryin to some shit to be called a gansta
but u aint shit

actin all hard bitch u aint shit
why u lyin sayin u survived a hit
u say u come from the hood but u aint nuthin but a lil bitch
better watch yo mouth before it gets smacked
if your not careful enough u might get attacked
the trump card what the fuck is that
a card where u write yo poems to practice how to rap

boy u dont run shit
better close that mouth before it gets hit
all youll ever know is put the clip in the gun and cock it
but if u dont have shit u just run in yo house close the door and lock it
anybody can shoot somebody to get the easy way out
fight toe to toe thats somethin u should learn about
learn how to fight and take a hit
but if u pick up that gun then your a bitch