Mass Appeal

No way you'll never make it

Come with the weak shit, I break kids

Step into my zone, mad rhymes will stifle ya

Lines like rifles go blast when I kick some ass

A lot of rappers be like one time wonders

Couldn't say a fly rhyme if there was one right under

Their noses, I hate those motherfuckin posers

But I'm so real to them it's scary

And with my unique skills nag you can't compare me

And no we don't make wack tracks

And all the suckers get pushed back when I'm kickin real facts

I represent set up shit like a tent boy

You're paranoid cause you're my son like elroy

And you'd be happy as hell to get a record deal

Maybe your soul you'd sell to have mass appeal