Rap Antidote by MayneSwag Lyrics
[Verse]
This rap game full of poisoned rappers
I got the antidote
My girl acting all Spanish
I call her Penelope
I do not live in this world
You need a telescope
P.ssy n.gga your lyrics are dirty
You need a bar of soap
MayneSwag lyrically gifted like a young Kendrick lamar
I'm lyrically consistent
Drown a rapper with my flows today
Arrest his rhymes the next day
Like a lieutenant
I'm the only rapper without a punchline
Yet i'm lyrically competent
I'm an OG in my hood
Yes i'm rich and well respected
But they ain't got no award for that
So my style is well neglected
And they're all claiming to be real
I'll tell them what I detected
The rap game is sick, rappers is snakes
All this poison means infected
Me and my ninjas the realest in this rap game
These other n.ggas pretenders, fake as lame
If you don't want Mayne to embarrass you
Better change your crew or your name
I don't claim to be lyrically gifted
I really am Mayne
I kept my flows in slow motion
But my raps are up to speed
Whenever I drop a rhyme online
Fake rappers steal my lines, because they in need
These rappers so old
But they still try to copy me
I guess the more you grow the dumber you flow
So your raps are weak indeed
And now i'm almost rich
About to get what I've been giving
Contributed so much to the rap game
When I die i'm bound to see rap heaven
Six real homies and one bad b.tch
Like my lucky number seven
Any hater talk sh.t around me
I pull out my mack eleven
I'm a boss n.gga in my hood
Trained by the best
Not literally, lyrically
I do stand out from the rest
No wonder critics after me
Compared to these rappers i'm on the hardest quest
This rap game full of poisoned rappers
I got the antidote
My girl acting all Spanish
I call her Penelope
I do not live in this world
You need a telescope
P.ssy n.gga your lyrics are dirty
You need a bar of soap
MayneSwag lyrically gifted like a young Kendrick lamar
I'm lyrically consistent
Drown a rapper with my flows today
Arrest his rhymes the next day
Like a lieutenant
I'm the only rapper without a punchline
Yet i'm lyrically competent
I'm an OG in my hood
Yes i'm rich and well respected
But they ain't got no award for that
So my style is well neglected
And they're all claiming to be real
I'll tell them what I detected
The rap game is sick, rappers is snakes
All this poison means infected
Me and my ninjas the realest in this rap game
These other n.ggas pretenders, fake as lame
If you don't want Mayne to embarrass you
Better change your crew or your name
I don't claim to be lyrically gifted
I really am Mayne
I kept my flows in slow motion
But my raps are up to speed
Whenever I drop a rhyme online
Fake rappers steal my lines, because they in need
These rappers so old
But they still try to copy me
I guess the more you grow the dumber you flow
So your raps are weak indeed
And now i'm almost rich
About to get what I've been giving
Contributed so much to the rap game
When I die i'm bound to see rap heaven
Six real homies and one bad b.tch
Like my lucky number seven
Any hater talk sh.t around me
I pull out my mack eleven
I'm a boss n.gga in my hood
Trained by the best
Not literally, lyrically
I do stand out from the rest
No wonder critics after me
Compared to these rappers i'm on the hardest quest