The Grim Weeper

[Verse 1] Waited outside, started losin' my head Then I caught my ride home, people tunes in the [?] I can do without this pressure, lost my stress ball to Scott And you're a fool if you think pleasure is the best thing you've got (Y-Y-YaBoySam) 'Cause I've been fine without it, I know, bro, yo, yo And I'm sorry, Mr. Weiner, guess I'm just a no-show Like shots with rocks and pockets of drugs If you're naughty, Lil Tame will probably cough in your cup I got the skill and will and charm to blow up So with Lil Tame rockin', it's ironic enough Like the opposite of my blood, O positive luck Homework like a natural man on time, I put off [Chorus] Grades slippin' as I slip on my headphonеs in class I wear slides, no slip-ons, laces еver, never, no cap I know that one day I'll be famous, so just get with the facts Get with the times, man, you still textin' with fax (Beep-boop, brrr) [Verse 2] Bow down, peasant, talkin' to the king of the rats I'm Laun, peasant, don't forget or you won't come back Just get down, peasant, I won't shoot you, ain't got a gat Plus you ain't worth it anyways, animals' more worth than that I'm a player, leave 'em crazy, girls like, "Tame, where you at?" Dragon Slayer, but I'm lazy, entered life just to hack And my karambit, but I buried down my weapons of war So now I'm peaceful, get ready when I step in the door (Hey, guys) [Chorus] Grades slippin' as I slip on my headphones in class I wear slides, no slip-ons, laces ever never, no cap I know that one day I'll be famous, so just get with the facts Get with the times, man, you still textin' with fax (Beep-boop, brrr) [Verse 3] I've had enough of these tough little bluffin' emcees And now I'm suckin', I don't bluff when I am up on a beat (Skrrt, skrrt) "Rap's a drug," says Dr. Dre, said I spit 'till I sleep I'm the Grim Reaper, man, Hitler's brother is me [Refrain] I'm totally going up, blowing up, throwin' up blue Mountain Dew Grades seven, eight, nine, that's different than you You're just a puppy, the only thing you eat is your own shoes Two pounds chicken nuggets, gave these suckers the blues I'm totally going up, blowing up, throwin' up blue Mountain Dew Grades seven, eight, nine, that's different than you You're just a puppy, only thing you eat is your own shoes Two pounds chicken nuggets, gave these suckers the blues, like Snoop [Verse 4] Happy birthday, Snoop Dogg, happy birthday to you I still listen to the Doggy Dogg, bumpin' your tunes (Ruff) Forty monthly listeners I'm losin' but I'm tryin' to keep I'm still the person who I am and who I'm tryin' to be And I know I haven't been through much, ain't' come from the streets And my flows could use some work but they ain't comin' to me How long it take for somebody to see That I'm a better rapper than half these mumble rap creeps? [Chorus] Grades slippin' as I slip on my headphones in class (Grades slippin') I wear slides, no slip-ons, laces ever, never, no cap I know that one day I'll be famous, so just get with the facts Get with the times, man, you still textin' with fax (Beep-boop, brrr) Grades slippin' as I slip on my headphones in class (Grades slippin') I wear slides, no slip-ons, laces ever, never, no cap (Slides) I know that one day I'll be famous, so just get with the facts (Famous) Get with the times, man, you still textin' with fax (Times, beep-boop, brrr) [Outro] Aight, guys, thanks for listenin' But my grades really do be slippin' So I gotta get on my homework, ha See ya