Baate - Interlude

One boy, Came out of hell
Trying to get well
He only knew one spell
It would mean he couldn't be chill
All he needed to do was kill the genre
He wanted everyone to entendre
Camera he needed to prendre
Now he use his spell, conture
Made an account
For the Youtube
Views beginning to count
Pulling pranks, acting loud
Made him zero fucks proud

He thought everyone liked him
He soon wanted a squad, a JRC Gang
Everyone was trying to pull up and join
The pre-hate, no new hate
Went to far eventually
The views were going hard
Desperate to keep them up,
he was banging on the gate
Everyone was saying wassup
Ballin hard, bout to flop, summer came
Never the same, the views fell, felt like hell
No attention, no precaution, wanted to rap
Vlogs became less of a priority
I was about to snap
Losing my sanity
Never could make a recovery
One jump up, three steps back
Made a track for it, it was shit
No one gave a fuck about it
With age comes rage
Now I'm at everyone with a 12 gauge
Ditched the mage, now I'm here to amaze
Everyone who'll hear, steer clear of my course
Over in a porsche, now I'm sitting on the porch
Wondering, was it worth it?
Now I don't have time to think
Time to get into the rink
It's time for the Revenge of JRC Vlogs
Now me and everyone are at odds
So don't you fuck with my squad
Bout to be on the top
Letting beats drop, fuck the vlogs
Might be dead, but needs to be avenged
This is the Revenge of JRC Vlogs

One boy, Came out of hell
Trying to get well
He only knew one spell
It would mean he couldn't be chill
All he needed to do was kill the genre
He wanted everyone to entendre
Camera he needed to prendre
Now he use his spell, conture
Made an account
For the Youtube
Views beginning to count
Pulling pranks, acting loud
Made him zero fucks proud
He thought everyone liked him
He soon wanted a squad

Written by:
Jay Cordon

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