Waitin - Love-Sadkid, Billy Hale

Spittin' heat like I ate a ghost pepper

You better get back to packing or I’ll leave your head severed

This shit to me isn’t rapping, it’s composing a set made of letters

And everybody know that I’m blowing up next winter

This is something to consider, I’m sinister, spitting sicker than anyone with a

trigger

My tongue is just quick as silver

Army meets up for dinner looking at the bigger picture

I’m slicker than everybody sitting and waiting up for the industry

I’m uplifting everybody in with me

You and all your friends consider watch while I just kill a beat

I’m supposed to be the quiet kid, lucky that my mic is logic

Girl is always tryna bluff, she’s piping up, I pipe her down

Tell me if you dig my style, wait I still don’t give a fuck

I’ve been past the stage where I want to know if I’m good enough

Everybody talks a lot I got my fans I’m purely skilled and surely you can tell

I’m set to kill if you don’t make the chop

A pen and I’m set to go

I’m thinking that you should know

I’m killing that lo-fi sound

I could kill it a lil bit more

They say care about my grades while I say they should learn to trust

That I am gonna make a lot and they gonna have to make it up

I’m tired of liars and disbelievers what‘d they doubt

I’m an overachiever reaching levels up with the clout (cloud?

Man I’m sure that you don’t see here what the hell I’m talking about

And if not then treat my name like a dick and keep it at your mouth

I’ve been grinding for a year, surprised to hear that I’m still waiting

Never hesitate to make a plate don’t stay I’m steady pacing rapping

Heavy weight I’m an underdog but it’s your chance

But I’ll let the music do the talking

Play the record, play the dance

Just some stuff I wrote

I been drawing with a loaded pen

This that type of song where you just wash, repeat and rinse again

You can use a stencil then

Every poem in my mind is just some frilly stuff that promotes the kid

It’s like the bars been on their loopy loop

Got me screaming woopdidoo

I’m never inspired to ever truly make a newer tune

Give a damn about opinions

Got me saying who is you

Hopped in on our way just like a train going chu chu

But that’s old habits, that’s all that matters I wrote it and showed it to

Halberd

Released it up in a package

I’ve been worried bout stacking and they just wanna attack me

I’m on the ground for the planet

But until then I’m just still waiting