Jeff Underground Tacoma Rapper - Facts Lyrics

I stay on my hustle
This aint no puzzle
When i really gotta guzle
Until I make a puddle
I make alot sweat
Got hella bad breath
I cant brush my teeth
When its time to leave
I gotta make that cream
Shit you cant do in a dream

If im not trapping
Then im the wackest
Under the bracckas
Of all the rapping
But i keep tapping
Your phones like that
So like on my track
Before you get tracked
I don't swipe right
So we aint a match

I rap about fat stacks
Not even about facts
Cause that's what attracts
I see thru the cracks
Im out of the pack
Just a outcast
That someone how outlast
Everyone whos a dumbass

Do it for the fame
Do ir for the change
Do it for the name
Do it for the pain
Until i need a cane

I have to warn you guys
Hitting you with a warning sign
With my boring ryhmes
That warms out the high
I pay the price
For a big sacrifice
I should of think twice
I dont got 2 brains
But even if i did
They would think the same
Im not the one to blame
I can't even fit in the frame
I got to much to gain
So thats why i gotta train
I t shirt is always plain
So you can see the stains
See how hard i go in this game
Man im so shameless
Just Like Charlemagne
But i skip breakfest
I forgot my checklist
On whos my next bitch

If you sit in the front row
You feel my spit
So make sure your a bitch
Cause if your a dude
Dont get close to my dick

Do it for the fame
Do ir for the change
Do it for the name
Do it for the pain
Until i need a cane