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I Might Be A Rapper.

from No Applause EP by Cam James x Remot

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Nigga I might
Said imma run this bitch
nigga I might (3x)


Uh
this mic,
well really it's a weapon of mass destruction
way I'm feelin' I could kill a nigga hype
I been a villain all my life
thinkin' imma back down, really imma write
sentences, death comin' its really outta spite
'cause the fact is, I don't really like y'all, nah
fuck bein' on top, nigga might fall
see better wit' the lights off, y'all pray
die when I take a bite, 'cause y'all prey
ya ain't rappers, Jaheim or Sade
Ranger to Tonto, bye kemosabe uh,
never will I, be a Wale
solo, homie no labels that don't fit
post up for the snipe, and I don't miss
stop, I got frozen in oh six
no liquor, no weeed, n no bricks
can't front, I ain't messin' wit' the blunts
whole rap game high though
hijack for plaques, pap pap
y'all got vitiligo
money turnin' y'all white like silos
n I'm tryna re-write like typos
16 in between intervenin', forces
rapped 'cause I couldn't hit a high note yeeaaa

Yeah
Couldn't hit a high note
but I had moves, I could dance like Michael
picked rap 'cause of places the mind go
now I'm tryna kill y'all, hand on the bible
pray, you gon' be dead fo' the night go
you the type of nigga I don't like
spit bullshit, y'all niggas don't write
fuckboi, I been waitin' for this shit my whole life
The Concept

Right,
name in the light
deemed hostile, got changed by the bite
on sight, dumpin' out my brain on the mic
nah, can't glorify chains or the vices
Isis, I don't rap for the ibis
birds hangin' on a nigga words
so go 'head, front like I ain't up on the verge of
big time, find the meanin' in my verses, go

How so,
hell wit' the flow
poison, one man Bell Biv Devoe
got crack, n i ain't gotta sell it to know 'cause
I just do, like Kel wit the sodas
told y'all imma run it, this is part 1
sneeze on the mic, beg y'all pardon
too sick got tricks for the victims
pow like Ricky I'm the best, bar none

lift off from Neptune, wave to the Martians
a nigga raised in the south got jargon
but no accent, out-navigated the captains
and made it on stage through the back end
got my back bent tryna be a nice dude
said fuck that, now I made the right move
think twice, 'fore you pop shots never stop watchin'
my hook like Tyson, ya might lose

Imma get drunk, then fight like a white dude
I just got a deep tan
genocide bars, I be tightenin' the noose up,
they should put me in the clan
homie I just spent a couple grand
broke ass nigga wit' a million dollar plan
kidnapper shit, better pay a nigga ransom
they gave me one chance, imma show em who the man is
CAM

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from No Applause EP, released May 3, 2014

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