Lyrics Corny Rappers - Greaseball

Corny ass rappers
I'm sick of corny ass rappers
A bunch of corny ass rappers
You some corny ass rappers

You corny ass rappers couldn't lend an ear
Here, let me send a beer, across the bar
Down to your ugly friend right there
I'll take her home and I'll show her my mixtape
She'll start to be like, damn, that other dude was such a mistake
Just flake, don't show up to the show, at your set time
Pay me fifty dollars, I'll write you and all your friends rhymes
Jalopy ass putos with your loopholes in the game
How you think you like my steelo so that means that we should hang out
Silly suckers get it twisted, I still love em though
Because someone must go up before I steal the whole fucking show

Mosh pit, I drop the mic and sock kids
Hop down off the stage in a rage, you getting knocked quick
I still get props and I'm the fool that you just fought with
This type of toxic can put your team in boxes
I'm sick of phony jabronis who only give props
Ain't no free lunch homeboy, this is hip-hop

I'll break into your house and steal the beats up off your iPad
And you can't even get mad
You'll be like, damn G, you ripped that shit better than I can
Fuck it, here's my computer and take this mic too
When I get younger I wanna be just fucking like you
Well thanks dog, I guess, I appreciate the attitude
You're crazy if you think I'm gonna do a fucking track with you
You corny rappers can't even carry a beat, dude
That's what rapping is, really, how does this defeat you
I'm tired of lames walking around steady desecrating
That's why you try to keep me and your girls so separated
I see that shit, I feel it every time I hit the show
That's okay, I'll get on stage and let that chicken know
I'll say it clear you wack producers like to mumble
My boy Asend will slay you twice as dope and twice as humble
You suckers crumble, like the wax that I be whipping
I'm the bad cat and you faggots is kittens

You know you messed up, you best to fess up
The streets talk more than you homie get finessed up
Fucking chumps, think they get untouchable
When a couple months ago you looked real uncomfortable
Trying to spit that dumbass flow, at my fucking show
You wanna talk shit well best believe it boy, I'm gonna know
And when I find out these clips is getting empty twice
I'm such an asshole, I'll even punch out MC Lyfe
And that's my fucking brother so imagine what I'd do to you
I'll turn your midsection to a hole the size of hula hoops
I think they flew the coop, you fucking bird brains
I'm the reason 2 Chainz no longer has a 3rd Chain
Play the part, you think you nice, that shit is dumb wrong
That's like Jordan writing homies' ladies love songs
I'm never hating, never worried about the next man
But why did corny rappers think we're out here for pretend man