{The Meek)
Im Charlie Park and all the people wanna be me,
I pull rhymes from no where like im a lyrical genie,
I got more bark than barq's thats for sure,
I not a metro so i dont rock the fur,
I rock the timbs and the nuebuck,
I sit and think of how much everybody else sucks,
they suckin off they dads lickin off they moms,
half of them call suicide hotline sayin they got a gun,
I know my rhymes ill i kno they sick,
But my teamate helps out with with his lyrical pick,
So heres paey me with no further a due,
come on bricey tell them what you gon' do....
{BP}
What im a do is fuck someone up
come face to face with me then youll be looking up
I cant do ill shit like this with out my amigo
his name is charlie park and his rhymes are illegal
one thing he can do is sure kick it,
got the hook and man he sure bit it
but put 2 togeather and ull get more,
casue all u other fuckers are just a bore
{The Meek}
dude others are more than a bore they lifeless,
I slit there throught but i will be found knifeless,
I keep them from breathin they cant even say a word,
But last time that happend they were in awe from what they heard,
it was a callabo between you kno who,
they where gaspin for air their face gon blue,
ours went red because we were en fuego,
Thats spanish of on fire bitches that how i go,
thats how i roll burnin so much rubber think i was man hoe,
but that aint me thats not who i am,
but look at me i really dont give a damn
Im pretty much on top of the imaginary rap game,
im not famous really no one knows my name,
but the man you might hear kick it round town,
When he says NO were shocked and the bitches start to frown,
its paey me i mean paey aww what the hell its Brice,
our rhymes are so hot were colder than ice....
Im Charlie Park and all the people wanna be me,
I pull rhymes from no where like im a lyrical genie,
I got more bark than barq's thats for sure,
I not a metro so i dont rock the fur,
I rock the timbs and the nuebuck,
I sit and think of how much everybody else sucks,
they suckin off they dads lickin off they moms,
half of them call suicide hotline sayin they got a gun,
I know my rhymes ill i kno they sick,
But my teamate helps out with with his lyrical pick,
So heres paey me with no further a due,
come on bricey tell them what you gon' do....
{BP}
What im a do is fuck someone up
come face to face with me then youll be looking up
I cant do ill shit like this with out my amigo
his name is charlie park and his rhymes are illegal
one thing he can do is sure kick it,
got the hook and man he sure bit it
but put 2 togeather and ull get more,
casue all u other fuckers are just a bore
{The Meek}
dude others are more than a bore they lifeless,
I slit there throught but i will be found knifeless,
I keep them from breathin they cant even say a word,
But last time that happend they were in awe from what they heard,
it was a callabo between you kno who,
they where gaspin for air their face gon blue,
ours went red because we were en fuego,
Thats spanish of on fire bitches that how i go,
thats how i roll burnin so much rubber think i was man hoe,
but that aint me thats not who i am,
but look at me i really dont give a damn
Im pretty much on top of the imaginary rap game,
im not famous really no one knows my name,
but the man you might hear kick it round town,
When he says NO were shocked and the bitches start to frown,
its paey me i mean paey aww what the hell its Brice,
our rhymes are so hot were colder than ice....
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