Yo get off my stage and hand back my setlist
I'm choke full of rage, I'm sick of this bullsh*t
Swallow my b*lge, get off your high hoofbeast
How dare you come here and call yourselves artists
Second verse, it doesn't get better
No hemospectrum cred you'd be groupies, motherf*ckers
You think you're hot sh*t, you're just some damn cheaters
Pretending and posing for 5 likes on Chittr
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