N8 The Gr8 - MADMAN!

The ears of the nation expect to hear the name of our next player
N8 the Gr8
Need a way of making guac
that is not an avocado
I've been looking for the answer
in the bottom of a bottle
I ain't finding it
But I'm still fly as shit
Do not tell me what to do
If you ain't Simon bitch
They told me homie watch me trust me
I'm legit
Yo, I just checked my watch
It said I don't got time for this
Talked to a girl for a week
she said she needs some kids
Uhhhh... bitch I plead the fifth
If you wanna be the shit first you gotta eat shit
Like your mama always told you you are what you eat kid
If you looking for a reason to breathe then
Bro stop... you're fucking breathing
Be grateful that you wake up
Make moves and get the cake up
Get your sneakers laced up
And chase that fucking paystub
Don't listen to the hate bruh
Fuck it if it ain't love
(Okay, lemme switch it up real quick)
I got white people telling me that my career is wack
I heard black people saying that I'm trying to be black
All that bullshit make me mad when this shit actually my passion
I'm just trying to write a rap what the fuck is wrong with that man?
Put up with your bullshit till I blow up like an Afghan
You some little bitches so I'll hit you with the backhand
Take your best bars, ball em up, throw em in the trash can
They don't mean shit when you dealing with the madman
I ain't even mad man nah for real though
Honestly I'm chill bro like when you flip the pillow
But if you ever try to double-cross me like a hashtag
Bet your ass I'll snap back or duck you like it's Aflac
If you want a rap battle have at it
Bitch your pussy ass would last ten seconds like a Snapchat
Now you getting mad but the sad fact is
If I didn't hurt your feelings you'd have nothing to be mad at
Our referee stops the contest
He is the winner by way of technical knockout
And still undefeated N8 the Gr8
Don't play with me

Written by:
Nathanyel Mead

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