I'm Really - Big Berd

I used the beat from T.I.'s "I'm Illy"

[LYRICS]
Rebel for the hell of it, you know how I do,
I will smack a Jew, and get like... "Ooh," that's true,
And you wish you knew, half the shit that I did,
Just close ya eye lids, you know I'm a fly kid,
Now since T.I. is Illy and Wayne gotta Millie,
V.I.C. got silly, then Berd, he's Really,
Stilly, no question, on my grind,
On top and I speak my mind at all times,
I'm the best MC after Biggie Jay-Z and Nas,
I could withstand a barrage, I am down for the cause,
Y'aint nothin but a mirage, you know smoke and mirrors,
You a bloke, you choke, you wish you spoke mo clearer,
You can fear her, my mistress, her name is gluttony,
Devour you in nine seconds if you push my buttons, G,
I will blast off like NASA, out into space,
Out of this place, so get out of my face,
You is such a disgrase, you a fuckin wack rapper,
You applaud the clapper, don't make me sack tap the actor,
And the crown you are after, it belongs to me,
Cause I'm spittin this nonsense gracefully,
Look, I'm thick skinned, stainless steel on the outside,
I got hit by a bus, ten people on the bus died,
Bust my, chops, or at least you can try,
But I'm too fly, can't hear ya when I'm up in the sky,
You wanna ride, we can ride thru the city with the top down,
And if it's hot round here somebody gonna get shot down,
We might hear that gat sound like once or twice,
Some times it's even like five six times in one night,
And if there's one fight we just might get involved,
Or like Joey Crack no drama, just clap and revolve,
But I am far too evolved, an intellectual being,
With words meant to repair I have correctional meaning,
This is directional scheming, we are comin your way,
So you best say somethin now if you got somethin to say,
We will hit you in the rocks so your blocks will get seen,
We bustin glocks so get ready for your clocks to get cleaned,
You bet your phony ass youse about to get scorched,
Flame on I blaze ya like the Human Torch,
So don't play with me, cause you playin wit fire,
You gon get burned to the ground like a funeral pyre,
You askin me Berd, when'd you get so ill,
I already fuckin told you it's a talent not a skill,
You get impounded by the po-po, grounded like a cable,
Take ya pixie dust and get yourself remounted inna fable,
And just pretend for me, you don't have suicidal tendencies,
Cause only I can mend these seams,
Fix these cracks when I attack and smack these punks over,
Slap you chumps silly or slap you chumps sober,
Flatten you like a steam roller, you can't stand up,
This is mind over matter you blind rappers can't see for fuck.

Category:

Music

Tags:

• Big
• Berd
• I'm
• Really
• Illy
• T.I.

[la1alltheway]

seriously tight...not

[pitbullsrock1]

nice

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[yungmoneymakers]

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