(During my early 20s, I lived the wigger-wannabe lifestyle and wrote a few raps during this period of my life and I used to work for walmart. one of my co-workers there bet me thinking they could write a better rap, I apparently won because he never wrote one - this is what I wrote for the contest)
(VERSE 1:)
U SPIT OUT LINES SAYIN' I WREAK O' SUCK-O-CITY
WHILE I SPIT OUT RHYMES SAYIN' U WREAK O' GENEROSITY
IF U CAME TO MY CITY,
U WOULDN'T B DISSIN' PEOPLE LIKE ME
I'M SORRY JEREMY,
BUT DAT'S DA WAY IT HAS GOT TO BE
U AIN'T NUTTIN' BUT A MANAGER WANNABE
U THINK YOU'RE BETTER THAN ME?
HA! WE'LL SEE!
U THINK U GOT RHYMIN' SKILLS?
GET REAL,
CUZ I DON'T FEEL YA!
U MITE MARRY A BITCH TRAMP NAMED CICILLIA!
(VERSE 2:)
U ONLY CARE ABOUT YOURSELF
U CAN'T EVEN PUT THE FREIGHT ON THE SHELF
TELLIN' ME DAT I'M TOO SLOW
AND DAT I CAN'T FLOW
SO?
I KNOW THA TRUTH
I MAY STOCK THA JUICE
AND MOST TIMES I GET DONE BEFORE U
SO U BEST QUIT FRONTIN' IF U KNOWS WHAT'S GOOD 4 U
(VERSE 3:)
YOU'RE SINGIN'S 2 BAD 2 HEAR
WHAT? U THINK WE'RE GLAD 2 HEAR?
NO, WE'RE MAD TO HEAR
WE DON'T WANT U 2 SING 2 US IN HERE
GO OUT THERE!
U DISS ME CUZ I CAN'T DRIVE
SO WHAT
AT LEAST I TAKE PRIDE TO WHAT I DO
Y DON'T I DISS U 4 DAT TOO
U DON'T TAKE PRIDE IN WHAT U DO.
YOUR ZONIN'?
IT WREAKS, IT STINKS, IT EVEN SCARES THE FREAKS
I THINK U NEED 2 C A SHRINK
(VERSE 4:)
U LIKE A JOCK & A PREP
NUTTIN' WORSE THAN A JOCK & A THREAT
U TELL ME I WREAK AT EVERYTHING
DAT I AM NON-TALENTED
DAT I DON'T HAVE ANY SKILLZ TO PAY ANY BILLS
YOUR PEOPLE AND I JUST DON'T GET ALONG
THEY ALL THINK I'M ALL WRONG
WHEN 4 REAL I'M RITE
DAT'S WHEN I TELL 'EM ALL TO BITE ME
'CUZ WHO IS DA ONE
WHO WANNABE RAPPER M.C?
BY GOD I THINK IT BE ME
DA G 2 DA C
SO JEREMY, REMEMBER
CUZ 20 YEARS FROM NOW U AIN'T GETTIN' MY MON-EY
CUZ U HAVE REALLY BEEN DIS-SIN ME
NOW U HAVE TO CONFESS DAT I WON THIS 'LIL CONTEST
SO U BEST QUIT BEIN' A PEST AND GIMME MY 20!
