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(Shmack) I rep The Who-Dey, I'm known as the Shmack Attack The fact that I aint black keeps my listeners jacked They can't believe what I spit, they expect my hits to be flat I say surprise, bitch, you just got lyrically smacked If you don't consider me real, you're too quick to judge me Just cause I don't pack heat don't mean don't you cant start to love me You just gotta buy into the rhymes I drop, its crazy Say I aint hard, I aint a gangster, it don't phase me I know I can spit, I just got the natural ability in me They hear my hits and all they can show is envy They wanna end me, they wanna be anything but friendly Most won't collab because I make their brains look empty When I'm compared to the best, the resemblance is eerie Only the real MC's see I'm real and they feel me I may be a 15 white boy nerd from the suburbs But forget it, when I'm spittin words your memorized by my verse (chorus) Packing rhymes toting lines no guns needed to shine G's of poetry, the ability to free your mind Don't gotta be a thug to be hot We aint fake just cause we don't wanna get shot We rap for a purpose to get a message across We don't act hard and we don't claim to be the boss You say we're not legit, we say you can never touch Letras de cancionesBut just listen to us spit, and don't be too quick to judge (tee) tee's back and I got a lot to pack some think this is simple for me just cuz i'm half black all these words just come easily to my mind, you're gonna get hurt cuz i'm so lyricly inclined never mind, all the shit that you say cuz when I hit the mic you best step out of the way this is madness who would've thought that the a girl like myself could pick up a pen and paper and create words that sell blow you on your ass so that you can't get up feel the sensation tinglin like a volcano about to erupt don't judge me or my band we'll throw shit at you that you may not understand so go back to school, you're all a bunch of fakes get a dictionary or come after school and see Mrs. Drake don't be lame and don't be absurd i'll make you cry like Tina with these powerful words (chorus) (pooch) There are no requirements to be a great lyricist The only thing you need is some heart and fearlessness My words are real, I don't even have to boast I know I can go anywhere, without toast people try to hurt me and call me fake but I aint changed I am who I am so what if I'm a bit deranged your insults are an uzi trying to rip through me but my heart is like teflon they will never subdue me when people say I'm too white to rap, I'm all smiles I just answer right back and exercise my lyrical styles As I pile on the lines of rhymes, you realize I'm shinin You wanna judge me, fine,, cause I know my shine is blinding my lines alone could bring a kingdom to the ground, my words are the ammunition, and here comes another round I'm reloaded, got my jaw cocked back ready to fire, but these words wont hurt they'll only inspire (all) Instead of a bullet Shot through the chest We chose to use your lyrics To impress You can love us or hate us, but you can't ignore us So one last time, take it to the chorus (chorus) From Letras Mania