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Oct 2019
Who they gonna tell to rap like this
You say I rap like crap but I like this
They rap the same I rap with game
I change my ways and don't sound the same
I sound like a new artist
I rap just like this
Hard beats and a voice like this
I get clowned and I get dissed
But I just like this, I don't care
You don't make tracks at all
What do you know, nothing at all
I just echo down the hall
I rap underground
No one know the sound
But one day I gonna be heard
And maybe you don't know the words
But that not the point, most my tracks you can
And, listen to them all, give them a try
I promise I tried and I do not lie
These lines I make on my own no ghost
These beats I seek but I make my own
On my phone they online my ringtone
Ya, ya
Who they gonna tell to rap like this
You say I rap like crap but I like this
They rap the same I rap with game
I change my ways and don't sound the same
I sound like a new artist
I rap just like this
Written by
Jordan Hudson
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