im a subliminal criminal
living off pitiful rap
its critical that
i create an original path
its official this fictional crap
is a cynical trap
its all traditional, wack
on the same jurisdictional map
holding back the hip-hop industry as a whole
eminem and hov are examples of those who chose
to conquer the challenge posed by rows and rows
of rappers with no flow and no soul to show
they stole the show, they were told to go
with mindless lyrics by A&R, and they told em' no
hold the phone, real rappers do exist
the problem is these emcees do get missed
by kids listening to soulja boy tellem, kiss
me thru the phone, this prick has got me pissed
i'll kill you thru the phone with a honkkeyy diss
then dis-connect the phone line, watch me glis-
ten in the twilight, you cannot resist
flow that's hot and sick
because most flows today are rotten shitt

follow me, we'll turn the underground around
upside down,we must reverse the sound
of hip-hop as we know it, round and round
we go, what has been lost will be found

im not influenced by you, take my music and sue it
but dont try to pursue it, you'll just end up lying in ruins
i suggest taking your rhymes and trying improving
cuz im alive and intruding and i am fighting and proving
that the game is like the writing of a movie
that is intended to be inspirational but is entirely unmoving
grooving, to all beats, if you desire to shoot me
then i will groove to the rhythm as you fire profusely
and when theres no bullets left inside your oozie
i will invite you to take a dip inside my jacuzzi
use me loosely as a compass to give you direction
either that or gain affection for the underground section
sometimes i dont even know what im saying
but im still sprayin it better than souja boy im prayin
that he'll fade away, im sayin it, he's gay and im hatin it
"but austin, after listening you cant help but be shakin it (IN NASALLY VOICE)
watch me, i wont dance for this dipstick
"look at his album cover, he looks kinda cute with lipstick" (IN NASALLY VOICE)


follow me, we'll turn the underground around
upside down,we must reverse the sound
of hip-hop as we know it, round and round
we go, what has been lost will be found

Outro

listen soulja boy, im turnin your swag OFF. stop making records for 15 year old girls and either officially change your music to pop, become a real rapper, or get the hell outta here. the same goes for all the other fake candy-*** rappers out there making a living off of consumers who will buy anything put on the shelf. im out.