welcome.. to the new school of my hip-hop
watch as i let loose clips like dice, its nice like pop pop
understand me, life ain't gone have me, brand me, pick me up and trash me
stash me, hiden away in the underground
but couldn't stay under covers for too long cuz my rhymes get round town
ears ground in the sound of the boom boom clap sound
this ain't ordinary, it's a new rhyme-riddle drop
put yo hands together, cuz this the new school of my hip hop
put yo hands together, hear the boom boom clap
it ain't gone last forever, once this rhymes out ya know it aint coming back
tour school: this way, lookit at the ice and cheese, let ya breathe
and gasp cuz the air aint clean
dont get on your knees and beg for mercy
can't you see
living gangster life aint the way for me
lead outside to my fancy s-class
pump up the bass hear them alpines blast
spin the rims, clean that benz, go ahead its yours
every inch of the leather to every inch of the doors
hit the closet, filled to the floors,
with the fur and leather
and my bling bling matches with the season weather
got five pair shoes for every day of the week
got the fresh white shirts, kicks all look shiek
hit the town on my bike, kick the night off right
hit the club, ditch the club, couldn't stand to watch another cat fight
get home, crashin
wake up dashin
thats the life of the new hip hop fashion
smashin.
by ME. instead of working on my essay.