[Intro] (yeah) (uh) [beat in] Alright—class is in session. [Verse 1] “Yeah we can help you with lyrics,” can’t you see we’re genius, Then you misspell the basics like that’s part of the thesis. “What makes a bar a bar?” — I’ll answer, no commotion: Syllable count, rhyme, motion—put it in the ocean. Oh here we go with the poets in the room, Talking about shit that everyone already knew. That ain’t touchin’ me, I’m on that Mountain Dew, Baja blast off to the moon—too fast to argue with you. “I can give you a sample of my work,” (yeah, sure) “Sample” just a fancy word for cover when you’re bored. I like fast-paced rap—no wobble, no drama, Don’t be cryin’ to yo mama when it’s time to face the trauma. [Pre-Chorus] [drop beat] You talk like you’re bulletproof ‘til the cadence get involved. [beat snap back] Now watch the room change when the punchlines resolve. [Hook] Syllable count, rhyme, motion—(pause) that’s the whole class, You just parrot what you heard then you trip on your own acts. Syllable count, rhyme, motion—(yeah) it’s that simple, I don’t “push back”… I press one button—watch you ripple. (ad-lib stack) (ripple) (ripple) (yeah) [Verse 2] You sit there like tap-tap-tap—thumbs doing cardio, Frontin’ like you run the map, but you lost in your own audio. Parasocial lifeline, crack—hear the twine snap, If you wanna be aggressive, I’ll say “kiss my sack.” (sack, sack) Lips smack, chapstick—need it ‘cause you kiss ass, You ain’t nothing, you a gnat—little buzz then you zip past. Don’t get sad that I had a little push back, I just touched the glass—now your confidence got whiplash. [Bridge] [half-time] You want a “bar”? Don’t ask—build one. You want “respect”? Go earn some. [stop-time] (pause) Yeah. [Hook] Syllable count, rhyme, motion—(pause) that’s the whole class, You just parrot what you heard then you trip on your own acts. Syllable count, rhyme, motion—(yeah) it’s that simple, I don’t “push back”… I press one button—watch you ripple. (outro ad-libs) (ripple) (ripple) (class dismissed)
