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dont mess with me


Hey yo! I sure can’t rap, but I sure can roast you in until you hit the ground on your BACK.

Hey you, going to mess with me?

Well let me mess with you

You were born on a highway right? Because that’s where most accidents happen

(beat) 5 sec

Don't worry, you only look like something that I would draw with my left hand

(BEAT DROP) 3-4 sec

You're not as bad as people say at football - your a whole lot worse

I'm the best at football you're not.

 OH Now you walk on my field?

Now you don't want what hit you

Oh sorry, there's something on your chin. No, no...the third one down

(beat) 5 sec

Hey you, now they say that laughter is a medicine. Seems like your face is curing the world!

Hey, I want to get back to football

So let's get this over with. 

I'm better than you at football and a lot more except for being a cheerleader

On the football field I'm out there working my butt off 

But you on the other hand do nothing except be a cheerleader.

(beat) 5 sec

You know it's meant for girls right?

(beat) 5 sec

Hey don’t be stupid im good at basketball too 

Just wait you'll see 

(beat) 5 sec

I’ve been hitting on the threes, and I’m slamming in the key

Triple double every day flying dunks in the air being free

(Big beat) 4 sec

23 dunk from free

Well you know me, I dunk from three

Don't worry a lot of people don't have talent

 
 
 
 
 
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