Who Can Rap

Lyrics
[Intro: Bonez Dubb] Who can rap? Who can-who-who-who can rap? [Verse 1: Bonez Dubb] Come at B-O-N-E-Z That murder motherfucker that'll cut you up for sheezy Believe me I'm the type of killer and I'm known To bust a little something in your bitch ass dome Homegrown, I get the medical weed I'm in the zone If you need a little all you gotta do is hit my phone Tell you the truth, I'll probably never pick it up You got a lot to say and I don't really give a fuck (What's up?) Your girlie looking at me like I'm minced Now I definitely gotta give her the meat Skeet in the witch You fucking hate on this G Try to fucking hit me, gonna happen to come up missing I'm pissing, on a dead-neck creep oh stop Cut you like the jumper so you always gotta smile You know you wanna take me home and let me meet your mom Introduce me at the door but I'm passed out on your lawn Smoking that bomb Let me be, I'm clearly gone I might be hella tripping but B Dubb is helly wrong Fucking you up with the wicked shit you wannabes Need to get some real shit to even fuck with these Y'all weak, bitch [Verse 2: Young Wicked] Yeah, they call me Young Wicked Skinny killer get under a semi-truck and lift it Use my mind to get inside of psychic visions I can see the future, and in the future I'm the shiznit Big difference Fucking right Watch me rip it like the paper you wrote your rap on but couldn't spit it Cause you lack what I'm living Endless ambition Can't spell that word without the AMB in it Yeah, my head's spinning from the fresh And I feel like I'm the best cause nobody contest Yes I'm sure you will I kill I'm fat like Uncle Will I'm like a gas station holding a hundred dollar bill I can't change, and Psychopathic's my game We the picture for success, try and fit in the frame You know the name Axe chain hanging under the hatchet man Looking at the underground through a crack in the casket frame (yep) Please believe I eat the flesh (yup) My beats and raps relieve the stress and bring you back to being fresh The reaper seen me cheating death I ran a razor blade beneath they face and bleach ya neck Yep, now what your thoughts on that? Go ahead, tell me who can rap
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Credits
- Writers
- Axe Murder Boyz