Originally Posted by low key:
“You were more real as an id faker
Make enough love songs and you might see paper
When you see 1, the label see a hundred crispy bills
That is what happens when you sign 360 deals
Give this chump a little chance, punch you in his heart
Got signed for a chump then bumped for his advance
Getting hyped cos sum 12 year olds felt your song
But what you gonna do when all the little girls are gone
You'll be as frail as the songs you got wealthy from
And be a tiny little dancer for elton john
You aint even worth the ink in my fingertips
Does this little midget really fink he's a lyricist?
The drink from my flippin sink is a privilege
Copy jay z and make your fingers a pyramid
Keep making soulless music your fans buy
But jam your hype and hang tight with your damp rhymes
Hearing you is sad like watching ants die”
Much respec'
Nice tune also
Love the bit where he compares him to Justin Beaver
