BETA.

[Verse 1]
People really wanna say I don't rap sick?
That my flows too shit and my music sucks dick?
Fuck you bitch, step back in line
This isn't my prime, but I'm ready to shine
Cause now's my time, I'm not giving in
Throw my disk in the tray and let it spin
I know what i say doesn't really make sense
But I'm here to offend, someone hand me a pen
Got a problem? you can join the fuckin' club
I'm not making music to give you what you want
Fuck "cater to the crowd" , I'll shoot the crowd out
Dig up Winehouse and sign her to Foul Mouth
Your mind is mine now, since you went and stepped close
Murderin' my foes and drag 'em to new lows
It should be known since "DEMO." I've grown
You're all dead beats like non working headphones

[Hook]
Welcome to the BETA. Welcome to the BETA
Here you will find all my fuckin' minds data
Welcome to the BETA. Welcome to the BETA
Here you will see what my fuckin' minds made of [x2]

[Verse 2]
Right now, I'm feeling like I'm in over my head
Eyes blood red, lyrics about dread
Already had a hard time getting out of bead
Now its all "fuck school", I'd rather sleep instead
Rather write again, when I make it to my desk
And I get shit off my chest, it starts to make sense
People getting mad cause I took a step back
Saw "DEMO." and said "I can fucking top that"
Rappers ask if songs are good or a fail
I wouldn't feel their bars if they were written in braille
Let "BETA." show off what my mind entails
Want respect in the circle, fuck fighting for sales
Wanna out do me, think your lyrics will stun?
Stop playin' games like a fuckin' broken PS1
You can talk all the shit you want and you can hate bruh
But to the others I say welcome to the BETA

[Hook]
Welcome to the BETA. Welcome to the BETA
Here you will find all my fuckin' minds data
Welcome to the BETA. Welcome to the BETA
Here you will see what my fuckin' minds made of [x2]