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conclusion - chazer wazer lyrics

[verse]
when i came in the game i knew i was gonna have targets
i knew p*ssy ass rappers were gonna try and start sh*t
but i never knew sh*t was gonna be this hard as a rap artist
i didn’t want this, i just wanna spit the phat bars, b*tch
but since i’m doing this, i might as well cause mad carnage
you’re jealous because i shine like fine weather
because of me you shine lesser, dyk*s better
find pressure, i never, i’m clеver, mind’s tender, liе
i just rhymed nine letters, i’m lives treasure
i’m a rhyme shredder, trying to earn that fine cheddar, i’m ‘header
the game, oo nelly, i’ve got a dilemma
do i lean into my dark thoughts, or do i lean into my darker thoughts
i did like you at one point
but your fourth album was more of a let down than the carter iv
you got too comfy f*cking that karma wh0re
our careers are buildings, i’ve got a larger store with harder floors
and you, you’ve just got laughter doors
your raps stink like a farmers draws
so come with me as we take a trip down memory lane
remember when you first started? you were called mc fame
your first taste of fame, you tried rape, then the police came
you were on top of the game but then along came chazer
everyone doubted me because i’m a self made rapper
i date crackers, hate actors, scr*pe slackers, ate trappers
my pen game, insane, shot myself in veins
spit flames, became the leader of the rich lane
you’re in the b*tch lane, this song will reclaim my spot on the throne
i was never on the honour roll, now i’m on a roll
(andrew gagging) shut the f*ck up, imma k!ll your ass
finally k!ll this feud, turn you into chicken feud, i ain’t got sh*t to do (andrew gagging)
whip this dude, don’t misconstrue
you f*cked up my life, now it’s time to take it back
i was at the top, time to make it back
at one point i hated rap
and it’s all your fault, that’s why i’ve been doing dark sh*t
haven’t been able to be creative like an art b*tch
but instead, i have to rap about wrists that are half slit
my brains always angry, but k!lling you will calm it
“mate please don’t k!ll me, i’m so sorry, innit”
soz but lets face it, i’m perfume, you’re garlic
i grab the knife and stab you in the f*cking throat
so goodbye to what was once the f*cking goat
f*ck “stay motivated” no more andrew
no more rap, dude, it’s funny, i’ve also got a gun aiming at you
as blood comes out of your mouth, all i can do is smile
i know you love money so let me k!ll you with a rich style
my idol became my rival like that song that went viral
i think the rap jesus is a fair title
and you, you’re just a one*hit wonder like those kids that met michael
when we first met, you told me i weren’t sh*t
but like that b*tch eve said “all my life i tried to earn sh*t”
i then had so much money i could burn sh*t
and now you’re hurt b*tch, and you’ll soon be dead
this here, this is my uzi, i shoot with lead
so i’ve gotta ask, any last words?
“yeah, f*ck chazer wazer”
ha*ha, that’s funny
(gunshot)
yeah, andrews dead, the toac days are finally over
i’m cold like streets soldiers, i feel colder
my mind seems older, i’m more sick than a crime scene folder
so much money i need my leaf blower
so much p i’ve got nineteen clovers
i feel sober, this rhyme schemes over
this is one sick outro, my mind, it’s foul yo
i became the best storyteller without flow
f*ck a gun, i k!ll you with sounds so
i don’t rap about my feelings, i rap about fictional sh*t
i rap about lyrical sh*t, i care about these syllables, b*tch
rape your mum if you try and come at me with a subliminal diss
i used to go to school in a blazer
now i just sit back and blaze ya
if i was a doctor i’d serve my patients like a waiter
and then k!ll anyone that considers them self a hater
been reppin’ that 01375 since day one
no mistakes done, i’ve betrayed none
f*ck kent, ess*x is the real s state
i never wanted no sh*tty job working at a real estate
i’d sooner be as real as nate
y’all been vibing with my sh*t since my first tape yo, like j. cole
my dreams are to perform at paid shows and f*ck great ho’s, named rose
i know i can be hard to listen to because i ain’t pro
did you like “life f*cked me, so i raped it”?
here i am, finally able to say “i made it”
my beat causes your wife to be vibrated
i’m high rated, grills are ice plated
i stated that i’d die naked with my eyes shaded
oh, how’s your house? mines gated, minds jaded
your wife waited at my crib with her p*ssy open, i ate it
the game had to cut out a hole for me like my left pocket
jay came to me with a gun and an album, i went let’s c*ck it
we destroyed the game with bare shots b*tch
i’m cumming into a b*tch like a red rocket
so this is it, i’ll see you in my next project
[outro]
chazer * boy, i’m glad that’s all done with

big daddy k!ller * hey, you said it best, brother

chazer * i think i’m gonna call my next album reincarnation

big daddy k!ller * sounds sick. do you want me leave, or what going on here?

chazer * nah, i think i’m gonna keep you around

big daddy k!ller * sick, well if ya need me, i’ll be in the back of your head

chazer * cool…oh hey, what have you been doing cp?…not talking, ay?, i’ve been there…may i ask why you’ve got a gun? i hope you’re not planning to shoot me with it because that was be pretty darn ba**

[gun shot]

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