Exposed

Intro

(DJ mix cuts and scratches)

Yeah... hold up, hold up

Let me talk my shit

Verse 1

You claim you a thug

But your whole life's a facade

chat jee pee tee rhymes

That's a cheap facade

I seen your posts

You ain't never slid

Typing up threats

From your mama's crib

Talkin' bout packs

You ain't never moved

You ain't from the streets

Man you just a dude

With a keyboard

And a fake-ass attitude

I'm about to peel back

Show 'em what is true

Chorus

You don't know how to rap

You know how to type in chat jee pee tee

Little fake-ass hood rat

I'm the one you gotta meet

I'm here to expose you

Destroy you, run you down

I ain't gotta chase you

I'll be here when you turn around

Verse 2

You talkin' 'bout bodies

But you never seen a case

I'm from the Midwest

Where the snow leave a trace

Of the real ones standin'

And the fakes get erased

You just a ghost

In a digital space

Click, click, post

That's your whole routine

I'm in the booth bleedin'

You on a laptop screen

Talkin' 'bout you steppin'

But you never leave the house

I'm the silence in the cypher

You the mouse in the mouth

Chorus

You don't know how to rap

You know how to type in chat jee pee tee

Little fake-ass hood rat

I'm the one you gotta meet

I'm here to expose you

Destroy you, run you down

I ain't gotta chase you

I'll be here when you turn around

Bridge

Boom bap in my chest

You just tap-tap-tap

You ain't got no story

You just copy-paste crap

I'm the pressure in the concrete

You the crack in the path

When the mic goes live

You just do the math

Chorus

You don't know how to rap

You know how to type in chat jee pee tee

Little fake-ass hood rat

I'm the one you gotta meet

I'm here to expose you

Destroy you, run you down

I ain't gotta chase you

I'll be here when you turn around

Outro

(DJ mix fades)

Yeah.

Chat rapper.

Exposed.