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Who is Junction
The worst and best
The worst to try to hurt
And the best to rap
Introduction
This'll be the first and last
Cause when he births a verse
Man he's sure to last
Ain't nobody fucking with Junction
He's stumping the youngings
He's stealing the show
To sum it up it's abduction
And you bitches is mad lame
You ain't allowed to speak
I've been tied up in this rap game
I'm bound to succeed
People bout to be shocked
To hear that I'm spitting
And like a G-SHOCK
I'm watching all the time that is ticking
In music we got
A lot of shitty rappers who missing
So we should restart
And let all of my rhymes do the fixing
Junction running ramped like he's in a panic
Understand that
He be cultivating up a following like Manson
And he understands that
Not a lot of people make it rapping
He be flirting with failure
But fame is starting to think he handsome
I've been really sick of all the fake and basic lame shit
Man you faggots can't rap
So I hope you hate this
Quit school
I've been making music in that basement
Man, I couldn't find a major for greatness
Probably receive a lot of hate
Like watergate
I bother fakes
My mind's behind my bars
So you would probably think it caught a case
I saw disgrace
From rappers who are basically
My sons and daughters aye
So when I drop they probably think it's fucking Father's Day
Y'all are pathetic
Rapping, y'all ought to regret it
Can't reach the bar where I set it
I meant that bar when I said it
To be a star's where I'm headed
My music's fire, I spread it
Y'all are lazy my talent's crazy
Yeah to God I'm indebted
I've seen a few lames
If I choose you I'll put you to shame
I'd choose a few but y'all can't do the shit
I spew from my brain
You losers grew from Uzi
Me, I grew from fucking Wu-Tang
Just bolt like Usain
I'm gassed up, you can smell the butane
Man I ain't stupid
I know that y'all bout to doubt me
But y'all don't know a single motherfucking thing about me
If y'all counting me out
Then keep counting
I'm the author of magical shit
JK Rowling
Better yet I think imma keep scheming
Hitting my mark like Twain
I'm the king, no Stephen
And y'all might wanna hide
Because I place fear
I suggest you play right
I right shit that shakes peers
I don't need bitches, the cars
Or money in stacks
And I don't need a pat on the back
From rappers who wack
I don't need a bunch of yes men making me spoiled
I don't even need my flowers
Bitch I thrive in the soil
Got a lot of rhymes in my pockets
I probably tore a seam
Sick of all y'all fake ass rappers
Think I need to quarantine
Away from y'all for fourteen days is irony
The more I think
Cause y'all are too weak, period
Ah, these punchlines getting mean
Spit shit off the mental
Bullshit that I've been through
Made me way too sick
Too quick with the pencil
Lose it when I'm in tune
This shit is essential
Music detrimental
Used to it I've been dope
Pencil is my weapon
Use lead when I off you
Dope artist quick drawing
Feel like I'm Picasso
I'll rap for days you lil bitches
Yo I was made for this bitches
Boys bugging
Might f*ck around and raid on them bitches
I used to search for my life's purpose
Thought I's worthless
Til I learned to combine verses
Now I'm perfect
With bars
When my mind worsens
I'll destroy anyone on the mic
Yea I'm certain
Man y'all doing this for fun
I treat it like a sport and I'm brand new
The real rap fans gon' support this
Your boy is the most horrifying, it's over
First goat out of North Carolina since Jordan
Y'all ain't seen me
This where I've been hoe
My shit has meaning
I'm sick of simple
The style I'm bringing
Is so suspenseful
I'm always eating
When beats crescendo
Weight on my shoulders
Still plant with ten toes
One hundred boulders
Could handle ten more
There's no one colder
With pens and pencils
This shit ain't over
It's just the intro

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