Tannwoir - The Alphabet Song
The preferred word isn't comeback
Fuck that
Taco Bell gon' make me CEO the way I crunch raps
Fun fact, I'm a mass murderer of many beats
Not afraid to snap on anything
It's a fun fact, cause I ain't murdered yours yet
Leave your pride at the fucking doorstep
My shit's hotter than a crock pot
Burning your esophagus, I always bring it non-stop
Constantly on the rise, climbing up the top charts
Kick your feet back and watch as I knock your socks off
Yes, I wear the pants in the rap game
Heart on my sleeve, the wolf dressed as a sheep
I'm the hardest you've seen and sure it's out of pocket
When I hit you below the belt
But you gotta tip your cap to the cause of the pain that you felt
Ha! Believe that I leave you shell-shocked
Raising hell while simultaneously making hell stop
Unleashing on these bars like a fucking jail mob
Only thing in mind that drops off is in the mailbox
I already passed you but the past ain't something to dwell on
I just keep on carrying the load like a bellhop
Y'all ain't never heard of me before but don't sell stock
Cause the real ones move in silence like a stealth op
The drip is Dasani, your bitch a Tsunami
She calling me daddy, I'm calling her mommy
Don't wander too far from your vision
You all are my children, which one are you, Billy or Tommy?
I hop in the foreign, nobody can stop me
No two ways about it, I'm Shohei Ohtani
I got a desirable whip, your boy getting on base
And I'm hitting the pitches, they toss me
Yeah, am I the alpha? You can bet your ass
Try all you want but I won't let you pass
Ain't no peace treaty, peace is for weaklings
Hit you from your blind side like your name's Stevie
I pull up briefly and obliterate you completely
Take it from me, being the king of rap is easy as
AYE, B, see these fools out the door and lob up the bar cause I'm about to score
Doing it with ease, giving minimal effort
Stacking up 5Gs like the fastest network
A chance is all I ever needed since birth, sometimes to thrive first you gotta get hurt
JK taking L's ain't an option, dog
They think differently, tell 'em that they misheard
I'm the monster under the bed, just waiting to pounce
Might just murder every one of y'all in this verse
The crowds on the feet, a standing O just for me
I'm sick with no antidote
Cause me and disease were two peas in a pod
When it comes to killing it, I'm the cream of the crop
So when warfare's declared, cue the battle cry
Got an arsenal full of bars and slick rhymes
And they only get better cause writer's block don't phase me
Take this advice, don't underestimate T
Or YOU get wiped and it's not by the Kleenex
I'm out of this world, bout to fly to Venus
No troubleshooting on the line, I'm like Uncle Drew
Constantly taking W's
If y'all don't recognize my lyrical expertise
Then I'ma put ya in the graveyard to rest in peace
Cause WHY spare somebody that's just gonna keep on sleeping
When the body bag's a great place for catching Z's
A, B, C, D, E, F, G
H, I, J, K, L, M, N, O, P
Q, R, S, T, U, V
W, X, Y, and Z
Sheesh!
Written by:
Tanner Smith
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