Lyrics Mentor - Jabez Z feat. Magician G

I was just on a song with a magician
He fooled me into thinkin' that he can't spit it
But then he told me he was into fitness
I could tell with all the bars he lifted
Not even I was that bar heavy
I can't afford to be built that tough
So I thought I had to take his energy
Y'all confused the wires that I'm connectin' are good enough
Don't think I can't rap
Just because I did that
I was helpin' a homie who wanted to spit
But didn't know how to get started with it
So I hopped on his track.
Hear the tape like scotch
And I wrote that I shot y'all in the parking lot like
There y'all go
Fuckin' dyin' breeds
Didn't we just talk about y'all
Take your teeth out like dentistry
Replace that shit with a crown and see
All that bark but no bite
Stop barkin' and go fight
I might even call up Mike
And use Vicks to help you sleep at night
I can't carry all this weight
'Cause I have no room
But with patience
I might just take a shot at you
If I bust tops
At the bus stop
I still don't win
But if I stop busses
From bustin' in
They'll say I'm not strong enough to spit
I'm indirectly
Filming death scenes
While killing sentrys
In the twentieth entry
Of the year I'm entering
Two fuckin' decades and the message sendin'
Y'all sold short like fuckin' coupons
Take y'all ugly grudges and move on
Not baloney, but when I saw the subs
And notice not all of them loved my songs
I screamed
And then I asked
Why the fuck y'all sayin' shit
When y'all not even steppin' up
You mean a lot to someone else
But direct hits, aren't always felt
I write stories you see on a bookshelf
You write comments that only soothe yourself
'Cause I'm teachin' y'all, that it's not alright
To fuck with some kid just startin' with rhymes
Fuckin' with me is perfectly fine
But sayin' Magician G can't rhyme
Hahahahaha
Y'all clowns
Nice try
He next on the track
He about to snap
But before he does
I've got a rap to attack
Let me grab my backpack
Slap a wack fag and back track
I'll track back that fag is wack, I might just slap
Grab my fuckin' backpack
Fuck Dora Explora
I don't need a map to find my way
I just continue to write on pen and page 'til I'm
Always Strong
Hahahahahahaha

Hahahahahahahaha
Alpha male and lioness
I'm not buyin' this
You'd think these two are scientists when they applyin' this
Come from nothin' hypothesis to my Apprentice
Talkin' smack through snap
So I'ma snap back
Just with no cap
Poppin' on a track
There's a fine line between you and I
I'm at the front, you at the back, it's my time
I'ma leave you sidelined like a toe tap televised on Primetime
It's my time
See ya later haters call me DJ Moore
They ain't get the message yet
Get a new receivin' core
Lemme pause and tell you all a little story
I woke up one morning and saw Jabez sent a message before me
Told me some two boring motherfuckers named Bailey and Corey
Proclaimed our ratings would gain zero glory
I swear I misread it
Thought I skimmed through the text
But how you gonna discredit somethin' you ain't even listen to yet
Attackin' this rap, but y'all don't think I fit in
Bitch I am the package like the boxes you were shippin' me
You think givin' me negativity gonna kill this incredible delivery
I'm never gonna be affected by what you said a bit
You wouldn't sell a bit even if you were married to Amazonian development
Oh, I'm not relevant
Then why do you watch me closely like a video every day
Render these bars at an insane rate and we know you gonna replay
We know what they say
Take a picture it'll last longer, here, here's a frame