Pack Up
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From the gate what you know about rapping motherfucker
I've been rapping for a long time, what do you know about it?

You can't even hold the microphone without it feedbacking
You're not even skilled enough to handle a microphone properly without feedback.

Since the days of speed rapping I've been snapping cats spinal bones
I've been snapping necks with my rhymes since the old days of speed rap.

(em)barras them in front of women take their little titles home
I embarrass other rappers in front of women and take their titles for myself.

Bear in mind I come from an era in time
You need to understand that I come from a different era of music.

Where you actually had to have lyrics that rhyme
Back then, you actually needed lyrics that rhymed, unlike today.

Let my baritone grind your insides, paralyse your cerebellum
My deep voice and sick rhymes will shake you to your core and paralyze your cerebellum.

Throw with your reality out of a nine mit?
I will throw your reality out of a nine mit, which means completely disrupt it.

Flip shit, on some pimp shit, on some rock shit
I have a versatile style that can adapt to any situation or genre, whether it's pimpin' or rockin'.

Some rap rock testosterone rip shit
My music is a mix of rap and rock with an aggressive, testosterone-fueled energy.

Look inside every magazine you read about me
You'll find articles written about me in every magazine you read.

Got an excerpt, your sissy ass crew's afraid to say the fucking f-word
I have interviews where my crew is too scared to swear, showing how weak they are.

Tired of playing games, I don't know the password
I'm done playing games and won't waste my time anymore with people who don't know how to play.

How's about this open up the damn cash drawer
Instead, how about you give me the money I deserve?

Throw the keys on the dashboard
Just hand over the keys and let me take control.

Let the real players play this shit
Let the true talents take over and show everyone what real music is.

Yah can fucking wretch up?
Are you feeling nauseated yet?

[Chorus]
Repeating the chorus of the song: pack up and start walking.

Fall back now on your losses
Accept your defeat and move on.

You can't accomplish
You're not capable of achieving anything worthwhile.

But you won't defeat no contest baby
I won't lose to you, you're not even a worthy opponent.

Forfeit don't rock the call pit???
Don't quit now and fail miserably.

Chalk this up as a conquest
This is a victory for me that I'll remember.

Some things is sacred
There are some things that are too important to compromise on.

I don't play with my stage or my audience
I take my music and my fans seriously and won't disappoint them.

Smooth talking charismatic ass ill
I'm smooth talking and charismatic, with sick rhymes to back it up.

Talk you lady outta bra
I have the ability to seduce women and get them to take off their bras.

Honda hatchback hand held y'all starved
I don't need fancy cars or equipment to make great music.

And I'm dangling a shrimp by the fan tail
I have complete control and can pull off any crazy stunt, even dangling a shrimp by its tail.

Whole audience about to fall over the handrail
My performance is so intense, the whole crowd is on the verge of falling over the handrail in excitement.

I can't tell is that rapping?
I can't even tell if that's real rapping or not.

Dude sound like a fucking parrot just crash landed
That guy sounds terrible, like a parrot that just crash landed.

Man this shit is ass backwards these days real crazy
The current state of music is ridiculous and makes no sense.

I can count on one hand cats that's truly creative
There are only a handful of truly creative musicians out there worth listening to.

And the rest is all get along go along guys
The rest either go along with the norm or try too hard to fit in.

Happy not to get involved just along for the ride
They're content with just following along with no real passion or purpose.

No vision, no drive, spirit or wherewithal
They have no real direction, motivation, passion or creativity in their music.

You can get mad and stay mad at that I don't care at all
I don't care if you get mad at me for speaking the truth, it's how I feel.

Huge parafoils keep em cool under a parasol
I stay calm and collected under pressure, like parafoils keep cool under a parasol.

Paragon of my era like sarah born?
I am a perfect example of greatness in this era, like Sarah Vaughan was in hers.

How many different kinda tracks have y'all heard me on
I've proven my versatility by performing on many different types of tracks.

Exactly and I served them all
And I've done a damn good job on all of them.

I spent ten years in these god forsaken rap trenches
I have spent a decade in the harsh, unforgiving world of rap music.

With small daily victories this shits a game of inches
I may have small victories along the way, but succeeding in music is a slow and steady process.

I sustained minor injuries scuffles with the missis
I've had small setbacks and incidents with loved ones throughout my career.

For the chance to make history I don't regret it for a minute
But I have no regrets because I know that my music will make history.

Seeing cats drop a small fortune on plush ride blau?
I've seen other rappers spend a lot of money on fancy cars and such.

Couple years later fools is upside down
But a few years later, those same rappers are broke and struggling.

Tell me what the fuck did you get in this game for
What were you thinking when you got into the music industry in the first place?

It's like a whole world of squirrels only one acorn
The music industry is a cutthroat world where only a select few will succeed.

I don't usually like to take it back
I'm not one to dwell on the past or second guess myself.

But realistically if this was a different era
But let's be honest, if I were in a different era of music, I would have had an even bigger impact.

y'all would fail miserably
Most other musicians today wouldn't have what it takes to succeed in a different era.

Ghetto team I'm going in, take me down fifty feet
I'm ready to face any challenge head on, even if it means going into the ghetto and risking my life.

I never let this industry put me in the guillotine
I won't let the music industry cut me down or take me out.

Rapelle down the skyscraper kicking in the plexiglass
I'll rappel down a skyscraper and kick through the plexiglass to make a statement.

Plastique on the safe boom blown to Leningrad
I'll even use explosives to blow open a safe in another country.

Stuff the cash and the formula in the fifty bag
And I'll make sure to get away with the money and the secret formula.

Slide down the rope, twenty stories hail a taxi cab
And in the end, I'll escape with style and hail a taxi cab like nothing ever happened.

[Chorus]
Repeating the chorus of the song: pack up and start walking.