[Hook]
People say I’m not a rapper
I guess they’re right I'll explain after
'Cause I sing and rap and produce all this laughter
Produce beats too, man I’m so dapper
I do what I want and I wanna rap as well
I think I’m doing good, doing fine, doing well
'Cause I rap, sing, act, and produce all this laughter
Produce beats too, man I’m so dapper
[Verse 1]
I knew I would go hard, wrote it on a post card
Only in my back yard, greetings from Zachh
Are, you prepared for a smack in the face?
When the beat hits you "bang" that's a knack of good taste
'Cause you got me playing now, all you others take a bow
My rap is not too fowl, I hope you do not howl
Just sit back, relax, listen to the hard beat, eh fuck that
I'm back in this place and I'm about to ace
Smack the beat in it's face and give it a taste
My fate is late I rate my songs number 1
The fact is I'm cocky and cumbersome
Write rhymes the times are so divine
How to write a track Zach, yeah I define
Edit and revise the verse a hundred times
'Till my motherfuckin ego is supersized
So I'm feeling the track it's heavy on my back
So heavy that the earths about to crack
Take all the crap off and look at me now
I'm heavy as before 'cause my music is loud
A crowd around me is watching me
Waiting for the next guy to be topping me
But you all know nothing is stopping me
From trying my best with a lock and key
My shit is hard man I know it, I'm such a good poet
If I'm cocky I'll show it, I think you owe it
To me to sit down and listen up
Before I drop the mic and screw this shit up
Like Wu Tang said I'll bring the ruck
Am I playin with you? I think so, yup!
I murder the beat, homocide now, FUCK!!!
[Hook]
People say I’m not a rapper
I guess they’re right I'll explain after
'Cause I sing and rap and produce all this laughter
Produce beats too, man I’m so dapper
I do what I want and I wanna rap as well
I think I’m doing good, doing fine, doing well
'Cause I rap, sing, act, and produce all this laughter
Produce beats too, man I’m so dapper
[Spoken Interlude]
I've been doing this rap shit since I was like 10
It was a path I wanted to follow
But I got this thing where I just can’t choose one thing to
Focus on as a hobby. I do so much
So when people say I’m not a rapper, they're right
I'm an artist!
[Verse 2]
I got some competition at my school, they're all so cool man
That's a shoutout to DZ and Kcam
We make rap tunes and we spit hot fumes
Writing bars inspiration in the classroom
I don't care what you say about me, bitch take a seat
Sure, I'm not a rapper, doesn't mean I can't eat a beat
I reek of heat and I'm steaming mad
I swear to god I'm bout to throw this iPad
A rap about rap its stereotypical
This track, JG makin it rippable
Other rappers hear this and they get so miserable
Thinking "oh shit Zachh. just did it again!"
But it's really a new start, and just in part
I've made shit previously but here I come in so deviously
I'm a new zachh, makin new rap
I don't usually do trap, but in my mac
My lease told me that I needed to fight back
So fuck the boom bat, bitch I go hard
And I rap fast like walking through Walmart
That was a false start, I like jazz rap
But I can't go fast with a keyboard in the back
Tell all the haters that I'm making a return
In twenty-sixteen new album, word!!
[Hook]
People say I’m not a rapper
I guess they’re right I'll explain after
'Cause I sing and rap and produce all this laughter
Produce beats too, man I’m so dapper
I do what I want and I wanna rap as well
I think I’m doing good, doing fine, doing well
'Cause I rap, sing, act, and produce all this laughter
Produce beats too, man I’m so dapper
