Whoisthat (DEMO)

{Verse 1}
So everybody want to rap in the lab get rich
And everybody wants to track statistics
And everybody wants a plaque
And they're trynna get a rack
But nobody wants to ask assistance
You won't pass the distance
Sorry that's your mistress?
I just looked at bitch
Shit went and fucking cracked my lenses
When the last time you took that bitch back to the dentist
Need a bag if I smashed
Probably gag in a french kiss
Heard that you been spitting for a couple of minutes
Well I been killing this a couple a years
And I don't mean to diminish
Or be the menace
But the shit I hear you spitting make me cover some ears
Like are you finished living stuck in your fears
No more apprentice get you up with your peers
Dennis go and get us a couple of beers
While I'll fill up a fucking cup of your tears
And then we all guzzle up with a cheers
Right here like

{Chorus}
Wait huh
Who is that kid?
Going to the booth really doing that shit
Spitting that truth he pursuing that shit
Maybe I should come and try to ruin that shit
Like hey kid
Want a few thou?
Money on the table
What you gonna do now?
Want a cool pool
And brand-new house?
I'm at flight club
Getting you the new shoes now

Wait huh
Who is that kid?
Going to the booth really doing that shit
Spitting that truth he pursuing that shit
Maybe I should come and try to ruin that shit
Like hey kid
Wanna get rich?
Want a new bag and a really bad bitch
Bet you only feel sad cause you're living average
And you'll probably feel glad
When you've been established

{Verse 2}
To sum up the conversation
If you hate your mamma's basement
Then I'm gonna have to ask you to sign
So keep up your contemplation
And I'll sit and I'll be patient
Because every single asset is mine
That's how I craft and design
Cause you could laugh and decline
And I'll be in some time
By that time you'll up
Wrapped in a crime
Bagging a dime
Packing a 9
Cracking a spine
Or a fake rapper
That we always find jacking a rhyme
Stealing a verse
Real in a hearse
Feeling it first
Do you feel real now you got a deal with a curse
Are you still real when you make a mil at your worst?
And I'm still chill on my little villainous search
But don't ever get to motherfucking healing at church
I'll be there and the motherfucking ceiling will burst
Looking back on your shack and the feeling occurs
Would've been better off
Just stealing a purse

{Chorus}
Wait huh
Who is that kid?
Going to the booth really doing that shit
Spitting that truth he pursuing that shit
Maybe I should come and try to ruin that shit
Like hey kid
Want a few thou?
Money on the table
What you gonna do now?
Want a cool pool
And brand-new house?
I'm at flight club
Getting you the new shoes now

Wait huh
Who is that kid?
Going to the booth really doing that shit
Spitting that truth he pursuing that shit
Maybe I should come and try to ruin that shit
Like hey kid
Wanna get rich?
Want a new bag and a really bad bitch
Bet you only feel sad cause you're living average
And you'll probably feel glad
When you've been established