I’m CP

[Intro Produced by Jesseshirtsmusic]

[Part I]

[Intro]
Begin the album
Yeah!

[Verse]
I'm back, but for you newbies, it's nice to meet you
My raps prove that all ya boy wants is to be true
Hi-Hats is what I eat for lunch, won't be done 'til I'm elite too
I'm highly sick bitch on these beats like I've got three flu's
I wish to be fucked like a gangster pulling up on their rivals, unstrapped
Treating some bitch as my idol, fuck that
Diss me and I clapback with a hi-hat on the beat
Yeah, I'm not a family guy so don't call me Pete
But I can relate, I too was at my peak in season 3
I'll take on everyone, I'll even finish comers
I wanna leave 'em shook, I wanna be a livin' number
Last two albums were bleak like a British summer
I fucking hate this show but I wanna prove that I'm the biggest brother
This is the CP LP, gonna be easy wealthy
Wanna get a bitch to keep me healthy
I'm more flyer than a tour guide and I'll steal your whore, guy
CP is here to rap, here to grind
With a voice more annoying than Jay Leno's jaw line
Like 2Pac once said, this album is strictly for my
Here to earn that bread to live fine
I didn't grow up so I had to live with nines
But I did make it so in the future I did shine
Stopping me is like a cat trying to kill flies
It's like I'm a premier leader rolling in a Royce, yeah, I'm at my prime
I'm at war with myself, I hate attention but wanna be an actor
I hate motherfuckers who act black but I'm tryna be a rapper
And I hate myself but love who I am
When I write I've got a firearm, get the pen and pull it like how bullets shoot through nines, man
Don't let my name get it twisted like in "Slow Jamz"
I never got the chance to see the P, oh damn
I've got the bitterness of an old man
I'm in my zone so I got told to go HAM
Don't take no prisoners, tear them apart like cold ham
"Uh, Char, don't do the game like this", soz but I had to show who's boss
If I ever get famous, I probs shave of all my hair
And go fucking crazy like I'm you know who?
Some say I'm camp and childish like I'm you know who?
The earth fuck me at birth, so bitch, I'll reverse uno you
Turned on by whips n

[Break]
Did I say I was fucking done? Put another beat on

Part II

[Intro]
Thank you

[Verse]
Yo, got bored so I changed up my style like Jay's hair colour
Crafted my sound and became a rare fucker
Took out all my competitors, whose the next sucker?
Everyone gives up because for them it just gets toucher
Now I rap in my sleep while I'm back on the beat
Got more rhymes than smack on the streets
Lotta jealous bitches because you lackin' the heat
I just sit back while I'm rackin' the P
I'm not saying I'm the GOAT, I just happen to be
If you're listening to this you must be a fan of a beast
Other rappers are like a baker who ran out of yeast
Fucking pointless, what are you doing here?
Don't even think about using snares
Whack rappers drop out of the game like the middle east losing queers
I drop hot rhymes like an alcoholic dad abusing beers
You saw this coming, this shouldn't have been a surprise
I deliver fire rhymes every time I write lines
Rappers finna quiver when the killer flows like a river
I'm in a bad mood whenever I rap dude
So bad at first, locked out the studio but I bashed through
To deliver the hottest shit of 2022
Damn, can't believe they made a sequel to that shit
I drop hits boy like Nas with Illmatic, fucking magic
They say rap has a glass ceiling but I cracked it
25 bars in, we're now only half way there
I past eight bears just to get a vast pay, yeah
I haven't spoke too much about me so far, that's because I hate me
That's why the last two albums I was acting Shady
But now I'm trying to be good at rapping baby
Trust me, I'm on some personal shit, later
But for now you can just listen to me rap about my fictional paper
Gotta admit, this is better than me being a lyrically raper
The only time you rappers are killing the best is if you cyberbully me into suicide
I'm the bomb now because I've journeyed threw the mines
The only time I can be real with myself is through the rhyme
I called myself the rap Jesus, I knew I died
You retards hate me as a rapper but you use my lines
I don't know pain? I've been abused, I've lied
But I haven't cried though, don't believe in it
I don't know success, I fucking breathing it
I hate my first two albums, that shit was boring
To everyone who was sleeping on me, good morning
Wake up Mr. P, Mr. "He should go and leave"
My notepad's will be sold for 6 mil' 'cause I wrote on these
I'm never gonna be a conscience rapper, I wash them trappers
I'm reinvigorating the golden age
When I rap my fans are most engaged
I'm damaging my fluids with how much I spit, I've got a swollen page
You're never knocking me down, I hold the stage
You wouldn't wanna be me, you don't know the rage
I know rap is a trap but here I go and open the cage
Rap is Armageddon, so all these rappers, I'm a get 'em