Yungstar Millz - The Warning Lyrics

I was once told that
If you ain't got nothing nice to say then don't say it
But I'm not a nice person so screw it, I'm a say it
Let's face it, your rhymes are so basic, delay it
It's trash, so wasted, it ain't nothing related 
Boy you ain't got enough wordplays and metaphors 
Your songs need a redo, your bars are so skeptical
I'm a have to set the score (Fail) Unacceptable
Between you and me we ain't nothing comparable
Healthy like a vegetable, you so fruity no loops
I came here to show prove that I rap better fasho dude
When it comes to these verses, I ain't never nervous
You're not just a clown homie you're the entire circus 
I'm sick and tired of hearing your voice so be quiet
I can't bring back what you just said that's deep, you're weak minded 
Your fans are so brainwashed by anything you say while you performing 
And this is not a diss it's a warning

Y'all rappers got the game messed up
You claiming that you're hot but you're lame that sucks
You lack interest in skills so change that up
Just drop the microphone down and hang that up

You're words don't follow with actions you're a distraction 
Do anything for clout while I do it with a passion 
You don't follow rules
You're plagiarizing every rapper that I know, same style, flow, and autotune 
You're producer should be fired for mixing and master that trash
The beat goes harder than your lyrics I'm just rapping the facts
I'm jealous of you cause you got more buzz than me 
How you wack but you're poppin, it's disgusting me
I been shelved in the game, trapped up in the dust 
Somebody pick me up so I can slap him in the guts 
You play an outstanding role when you're acting tough 
Bussing guns at the camera man I had enough
You're the main spotlight and I could power you out 
You're the fire I'm the rain and I will shower you down 
Gather saliva from my mouth so I can spit you out 
Cause I talk a lot when I'm rapping I give no doubts
I give facts

Y'all rappers got the game messed up
You claiming that you're hot but you're lame that sucks
You lack interest in skills so change that up
Just drop the microphone down and hang that up

I could care less about your wealth or your platinum plaques
The day you fall off I'll celebrate, and after that 
I'll takeover, the game needs a change over
I'm the shhh you can tell by the strange odor
You can never go against me you ain't my brother 
Destroy you with one line making you choke and stutter
I seen you in real life you a gangsta undercover
You claim you from the streets, when you really from the suburbs
How you came from nothing when your momma gave you something?
A life, a house before you was out here stunting
You're like the commercial, you're always interrupting me
When I be watching my show, I'm plotting you homes
See the lavish life you living won't even last long
Because all of those things will disappear when you're gone 
I'm a Canadian and I never say sorry
Just drop the mic down man and pick another hobby

Y'all rappers got the game messed up
You claiming that you're hot but you're lame that sucks
You lack interest in skills so change that up
Just drop the microphone down and hang that up