What's Poppin Remix Lyrics
FantasyOnWhat's Poppin Remix
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[Verse]
What's Poppin
But I remixed it
When I leave the booth got the mic lit
Maybe you would enjoy my music more if I rapped ‘bout other shit
But here I am A fucking loner with depression
But I can make you hear my ice from “lean” ‘cause that profession.. alism
But I got a space in your mind call it a profession
You can admit for my music you have an obsession
If you have a top 10 and I am A1TH Let me educate you “Class In Session”
Call me a chat ‘cause we putting a “F” in
This beat is murdered so we can pay respects
Who will be up next
Hopefully me
Lets fade this in but don’t hold back like a bad hairline
I'm moving up like the airline
Ficty Rickety Dicity dog
Got them singing this entire song
I do not mumble
But sometimes I stumble
I can kill cupid there's no for love me
Dun dun dun
I don’t play in the streets
Seen a lot of drugs but it all started from history
Got me all here in misery
I got something to lose
Now I lost it
I got a little bit
Out of my mind
Now I am sitting here, running out of rhymes
Maybe I got fake friends
But I just want to meet ends
Staying up late on the weekends
Maybe I can take Scrus gun and prove that its lethal, yeah his MAC
(blaow) I just put a bullet in
The back of brain
Blood is everywhere you could think its red rain
Then I wake up, it was all a dream
I'm not talking about the Notorious B.I.G
You all just want to be like me
Now we gotta pay the fee
When they discuss the best now they are discussing me
Your raps are so trash they are disgusting me
They record a music video and grab a rental car
I'm lyrically dismembering their parts
I feel you maybe deserve the heat
I just murdered, demolished, assassinated this beat
You can't swallow these bars like a skinny kid at all you can eat
This beat has taken so much you can't identify it with a toe tag
Live you shuddered Kodak
I've been so sad
Give me a Prozac
I just got to hit 'em with the venom and the syllables
I've been swimming in the deep end your swimming in the kiddy pools
If you think I am trash, you all silly fools
The attention you get from me is minimal
Rap is a school and I am the principal
Murdered so many beats call me a habitual criminal
I am the pinnacle of lyricism
Literary criticism
Ugh
Why do I do say the words
If I blow up might end up in a hearse
What's Poppin
But I remixed it
When I leave the booth got the mic lit
Maybe you would enjoy my music more if I rapped ‘bout other shit
But here I am A fucking loner with depression
But I can make you hear my ice from “lean” ‘cause that profession.. alism
But I got a space in your mind call it a profession
You can admit for my music you have an obsession
If you have a top 10 and I am A1TH Let me educate you “Class In Session”
Call me a chat ‘cause we putting a “F” in
This beat is murdered so we can pay respects
Who will be up next
Hopefully me
Lets fade this in but don’t hold back like a bad hairline
I'm moving up like the airline
Ficty Rickety Dicity dog
Got them singing this entire song
I do not mumble
But sometimes I stumble
I can kill cupid there's no for love me
Dun dun dun
I don’t play in the streets
Seen a lot of drugs but it all started from history
Got me all here in misery
I got something to lose
Now I lost it
I got a little bit
Out of my mind
Now I am sitting here, running out of rhymes
Maybe I got fake friends
But I just want to meet ends
Staying up late on the weekends
Maybe I can take Scrus gun and prove that its lethal, yeah his MAC
(blaow) I just put a bullet in
The back of brain
Blood is everywhere you could think its red rain
Then I wake up, it was all a dream
I'm not talking about the Notorious B.I.G
You all just want to be like me
Now we gotta pay the fee
When they discuss the best now they are discussing me
Your raps are so trash they are disgusting me
They record a music video and grab a rental car
I'm lyrically dismembering their parts
I feel you maybe deserve the heat
I just murdered, demolished, assassinated this beat
You can't swallow these bars like a skinny kid at all you can eat
This beat has taken so much you can't identify it with a toe tag
Live you shuddered Kodak
I've been so sad
Give me a Prozac
I just got to hit 'em with the venom and the syllables
I've been swimming in the deep end your swimming in the kiddy pools
If you think I am trash, you all silly fools
The attention you get from me is minimal
Rap is a school and I am the principal
Murdered so many beats call me a habitual criminal
I am the pinnacle of lyricism
Literary criticism
Ugh
Why do I do say the words
If I blow up might end up in a hearse
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