Lyrics TEACHIN EM - Nebs, DJ Mathmatics

TEACHIN EM

Yeah yeah, what up?
What up Sanchez?
What’s happening man, how you doing?
Ain’t nobody been up here for a minute aye?
It’s been a minute
Aight let’s do this shit
Argh
I’m sick with it, no mask on my face
If we judging off skill, you coming last in the race
Hearts I might break, haha yeah
'Cause by 2023 I’m owning half of the banks, yeah
I’m about to give these boys a lesson
You ain’t stepping in the fresh if you spitting with no direction
Flexing on the mic like I’m up on Funk Flex
And I never acted hard, I just channel all my aggression
I out-rap your whole discography in a sentence
Do it with little ffort, without taking a breath
I’m leaving your missus breathlss, motherfucker I’m hectic
This is your fault, you shouldn’t have brought me up here
My words hold weight, every word is like eight kilos
Of uncut dope, you spitting that placebo
Never broke the G code, saw the game through a peephole
I kicked down the doors, never given no cheat code bro
Hehe and you can’t tell me this ain’t the realest shit you ever seen though
Indigo and JP like Pesci and Pacino in Casino
Rappers sitting there stupid like Dory in Finding Nemo
C’mon bro I ain’t even gotta try anymore
Fuckin hell, yeah
I ain’t even gotta, know I’m ill
If you wanna see a dope show, make sure I’m on the bill and book me
Haha, actually if you wanna book me just hit up Sanchez and he’ll let you know
the fucking fee and shit
Now let me bring back one time murder you motherfuckers
Let’s go
Yeah
I’m sick with it 'cause I never had a vaccination
I do this shit for real brodies, rappers masturbating
Over fascinations, over the life I live
Tryna assassinate my character, the tracks I’m fame at
I don’t react to hatred, only react to payments
So unless you making money, I don’t have to say shit
I get $ 750 for a 16 while you work for free for rapping basic (True)
I’m sick with it, no COVID-19
I dress fresh, rep guests, don’t rep Nike
You stretch meth, vex stress, chasing a pipe dream
You a depressed mess, deadset, ain’t no one like me
You Led Zep' with your rock out, put the rock down
You hit rock bottom, I’m mankind and you get socked out
Could’ve went to college but I dropped out, Kanye
Throw up the rock like I’m Jay-Z and people bop now
Ain’t no Great White Shark, I’m a Megalodon
If shit hit the fan, I’m ready when Armageddon comes
A petty cunt, I’ll battle anyone when it’s said and done
'Cause motherfuckers corny just like that Ed, Edd n Eddy song
Don’t ever get me wrong, I got respect for everyone
But I’m burning motherfuckers, cooking, put the pepper on
I’m cheffing songs, I treat the studio like a restaurant
Flame grilling rappers, we ain’t even on the second song
I’ve been on the precipice, ready to blow and next to flip
Feeling like I’m possessed by devils, I need an exorcist
Better call your next-to-kin, better go on protect kids
I never make exceptions, I’ll even fuck up a pregnant bitch
Let’s go
Hehe
Ooooooh shiittt
Fuck it, I told I had to come up here and show em
Yeah, Adelaide’s fucking resurrection, huh
Classroom Capsule
Hahahahaha
Ahhhhhh let’s go
That was the man Indigomerkaba live on The Lesson. Make sure you keep an ear
out for this dude, he is the next one to rise to the top
And all you local rappers out there, I hope you’ve been listening, taking notes
This is the Classroom Capsule