Yo, I’m eatin' chips, I’m on the couch,
Got a donut hat and a pickle pouch,
My rap’s so week, it’s like soggy bread,
But I’m still the king - now pass me the spread!
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Yo, step in the game, no shame, it's the real deal,
Talk tough but ain't got the steel, that's the big peel.
I'm from the block where the sun don't shine,
But I'm rollin' in the whip, every day's my time.
Got the homies in the back, and we rollin' real deep,
Cash in the pocket, pockets full of the street.
From the corners to the alleys, watch my empire grow,
I don't trust no one, that's just how it go.
Money, power, respect, yeah, that’s the code,
Take a wrong turn, and it’s straight to the road.
We live fast, die hard, that’s the life we chose,
But we stackin’ up chips ‘cause the game’s cold.
Yo, HenBabyH, step up to the mic,
But your rhymes sound weak, man, they ain’t takin' flight.
You try to spit fire, but it’s all just smoke,
When you rhyme, it's like you chokin' on a joke.
Lyrics all twisted, flow’s outta place,
When you rap, it's like you’re runnin' in space.
You said you’re the king, but you just a jester,
Your bars so slow, I need a speed investor.
HenBabyH, your raps are horrible, bro,
Tryna catch a vibe but you’re way too slow.
You got no rhythm, your punchlines miss,
Might as well quit, it’s a hit-or-miss.
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