Rollin' Undercover

Yo...

Turn the mic up...

So... I challenge

Weaponized word slayers.

I ain't tryn' to harmonize,

With all these haters.

Yes, I sympathize that you

Got no flavour.

All the sound from your mouth,

You're just an imitator.

Y'all sayin' the same shit over

And over again.

Tryin' to write a singles hit,

With someone else's pen.

I'm spittin' 'cause I'm sick of it.

We all know where you've been.

Ya need to see a psychologist,

Before you self destructs my friend.

Another damaged psychopath,

The spreading doctrine of decay.

Another bloody aftermath,

Thug life ended right away.

(Chorus)

Words sprayed like bullets with

Intent to harm another.

Why can't you see, that we are

Keepers of our brother.

Cursing all you see and bringing

Shame upon your mother.

If you want the key, you gotta

Make this life your lover.

I'm the new Discovery, but

I'm Rollin' Undercover.

Yo...

Shut the fuxx up.

So... I damage

Plagiarizing word stealers.

I ain't tryin' to pacify these

Self-destruction dealers.

Now it's time to rectify,

The show in the theatre.

You're late for class,

Park that ass, and

Put a coin in the meter.

Y'all need to grow up a bit,

Childhood's over my friend.

Your daddy pants aren't gonna

Fit, when you're acting ten.

You'll listen if you give a shit,

Let these words sink in.

Watchin' rappers have a fit,

As this long-haired white boy

Does it again.

Another six-foot hole to fill,

The aftermath of what you say.

How much of our blood will spill,

Until we learn to change our way.

(Chorus)

Words sprayed like bullets with

Intent to harm another.

Why can't you see, that we are

Keepers of our brother.

Cursing all you see and bringing

Shame upon your mother.

If you want the key, you gotta

Make this life your lover.

I'm sick of this mentality.

I'm Rollin' Undercover.