Mic Drop

People have Hemingway and Fitzgerald
Me? I have the Queen B, Lil Kim, and Marshall Matthers
Now you found out what I’m all about
You weren’t a project, but everything just folded out
Every time I see you some weird ass shit happens
I don’t know if it’s you or us, everything we touch turns to cha-os
That night probably didn’t do nothing for you
A corrupt person won’t feel they have their hands dirty, cuz that’s what they’re used to
But I have another point of view
Now I have a clearer mind and it’s without you
I’m okay dealing with baggage, everyone has ’em, and I can usually handle ’em
But damn, son, you don’t come in light
You cummin’ with a load, literally, a fucking mother load!
I didn’t have beef with that bitch before
Until she called me a slut and exposed me
Really nigga? What was all of that for?
“Number one hoe”
Haven’t you noticed that’s who everyone’s rooting out for?
Well, listen up, bitch
I ain’t afraid of you
I actually fucking pity you
A fool for a fool
Making shit feel like high-school
So here’s a lil reminder, your time has passed
Forget about being that ‘it’ girl, that’s all in the past
Keep talking shit, say whatever you want
In the end it’s a psycho girl’s words against mine
I ain’t tripping, cunt, cuz I ain’t gonna waste my time
You can see my fly ass on the media for as long as you want
While you cringe behind your phone screen, I’m getting fucked
And no, I wasn’t waiting for your fat ass to get dumped
Bitch, please, I got a filled up repertoire
Things happen for a reason
So just fucking give-in!
Let it be! Move on! Let him breathe-in!
It’s not only him you’re making sick-n’ believe me, I didn’t want to be part of it
But I ain’t gonna be a bystander, shit
You didn’t think I wasn’t gonna write about this?
Both of ya’ll need to get your life together
Lazy ass mother fuckers
Do something productive in your lives and stay focused
I don’t know what you fucking fighting for
You called the cops on this nigga
Turned your back, but still crawling back to this nigga
You missing out on a good fuck
This dude making me cum with his big fat cock
It’s okay now, cuz you can have it back
I don’t want anything to do with this nigga’s dumb ass
Jump right on it, I left it squeaky clean
From the top of the tip to his balls down deep
Ya’ll pathetic, and I’ll remain unapologetic
No mercy for ya’ll
You stupid hoes will keep the controversy running for all
Having everyone leaving your side cuz they just can’t handle anymore
Stupid non-sense will get you nowhere
That’s why I decided to end things right here
No fear

 

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Released

I leave for the weekend and you decided to turn around
Do your thing
Not give a fuck
And let this drown
Goddamn, I knew this time would come
Didn’t know for how long it was going to last
But I know now
Deleting your apps so your ex won’t suspect shit
I dreamt about that
I told you I was a witch
And that I’m not a bitch to fuck with
Ain’t giving you your stupid jacket back
Don’t even trynna call to come get it
It’ll be far gone, cuz I’m gonna wear it
That’ll be like a trophy and I’ll wear it nicely
It’s a Levis so it was quite pricey
Called you and you hung up the phone
Fuck you, nigga!
Just go back to yo’ momma’s home!
Daddy issues fucked you up, you ain’t far from that
You turned out to be just like your dad
Got yourself lookin’ in the mirror with his face starin’ right back
Do whatever you want
Cuz’ I officially don’t give a fuck
You wanted a pity party, well now you’ll have one
Boo-hoo, R2! I feel so bad for you!
Poor baby, you got so much on your table!
Your head spinning so fast you just can’t be stable!
I feel so sick…
The only good thing ’bout you was your big ass dick
But like that one I’ve had plenty
I know I deserve much better
But now for a fact I know that you’re really not that clever
Fuck this shit!
I’m tired writing about this bitch
You just like fucking Kanye
And I’ll be like Amber Rose
Good luck finding someone that’ll fuck and lick your ass-hole
Peace out
I’m out
Forget ’bout me too
I won’t be around

 

Trapped 

You’re the devil in flesh

Appearing on the most unexpected times and events

Everytime I see you I get paralized

Just waiting to see whats gonna happen next

Oh, but I know

I know deep inside my soul that everything’s gonna get trashed

But I still keep opening my heart and my legs

For you, for a stupid fool

Or maybe that’s me the one that keeps getting schooled 

Damn, why you do this to me?

As a matter of fact, how do I keep letting this happenning to me?

You got a spell on me, and I can’t find a way to let myself free

As soon I see you, I get down on my knees

Swallow your cum and think about the future, geez

So we bumped into each other

And we didn’t lose time

We we’re too drunk to fuck

But made it work just fine

You think you’re a man and all that

But you talking about your ex, the one you spent with three years 

The one that you started dating and when you bumped into me, swore to break up with her and leave her in tears

You say that you’re better that way, great without her because you said that it felt like you were fucking a bucket anyway

What kinda talkin’ is that? 

Yeah, I don’t like her, but damn…

Givin’ away your lovin’, investing your time to think about a person like that and just bounce back

That keeps me thinking what would be waiting for me?…

Meh…Ain’t nobody got time for that

I was fine before I saw you

I was doing just fine before I fucked you

Somehow I’m a magnet for ya’

You keep pulling me right towards ya’

Just like Alicia says, I keep falling in and out of love

Fuck your stupid “love”, you fucking FRAUD

Even though I know the truth, I keep embracing the fall

But not until now I’m noticing that I’ve had enough

A Queen gotta keep her chin held up

Gotta keep moving and shake off the bad dust

Go ahead, call your fucking sidehoes

Ha, ya’ll just match perfectly cuz you a fucking foe

I don’t wish you bad, but I won’t fucking wish you good

Karma’s a bitch, and believe me, it’ll fucking get you, so scoot

What have you done with your life besides wasting it all in alcohol and flies

Ah, that’s right, a broken marriage, a little bastard left behind and a fucking warrant. Ah! What a surprise!

Actually, I’mma wish you the best of luck

Cuz it seems like you need that, a fucking bunch

So good luck to ya’

Sayonara

Peace, nigga

This Queen’s on the rise

Get the fuck outta my way

Cuz next time, I ain’t gonna be nice