Try me! (rap)

I'm sick of you! Try me!
That is what I wanna see!
I'm mad and I don't wanna be!
I'm standin here suicidal in the tree.
I wish I could stop and go to another place,
Cause I'm tired of cryin over this life race.
Don't believe me? Look at my face.
All I wish for is a little space.
All my life is is basically a maze,
And I am about to go on an anger craze.
Cause life for me is just a huge haze.
I dont think, I know you think I'm lazy,
You think I'm paronoid. Maybe Crazy!
I can get more insane then Slim Shady!
Now go on! Test me and you will see,
And you will find out how bad I can be!

Yall need to take a chill pill,
Because I am ready to kill.
Right now I dont care about my skill.
And Mess with me you'll find yoself in a landfill.

I really dont wanna write this,
But this you really shouldn't miss.
Whenever you want to rap,
I will. It's fun. I dont giv a crap.
But I think I should run a lap,
And run aand run till I overlap.
I'm surprised I'm still have my life.
Cause I survived a round with my switch knife.
The real name for it's Switchblade,
And I polished it up with of first aid.
I just now realized what you made.
You made me mad! I've gone crazy!
And you are the one who made me!
You turned me into something I dont wanna be.
Now its my turn. You needa see,
The real side that you never seen.

Yall need to take a chill pill,
Because I am ready to kill.
Right now I dont care about my skill.
And Mess with me you'll find yoself in a landfill.

I think a vacation would fit me good,
Cause I'm tired of actin like a hood.
I am startin to think a little wrong,
I think I shouldn't write this song.
I need to send these people away.
Before I kill you and eat you gormay.
Besides that, there's one thing I need to say.
This: I need need your opinion now anmay.
Don't like me? Guess what. Don't care.
I really dont care if you think I'm unfair.
This is makin me mad- writing about you,
Because I know what i should do.
I should just go. See me? I see u too.
I think truly. Through and through.
You really should stop. Don't try
Or you either gon' be hurt and cry,
Or be hurt and simply just...well die.

Yall need to take a chill pill,
Because I am ready to kill.
Right now I dont care about my skill.
And Mess with me you'll find yoself in a landfill.

This crap is gettin really old,
And I think you need to be told.
When I am done your gonna fold.
You just keep egging me on,
And I need to keep writing this song.
I need ta tough out, or get strong,
So I could end this and not make this long.
Don't need me? I dont give a care.
Yes I know I'm not fair. And I dont have affiars.
my life is gonna straighten out,
And it's gonna do that with no shout.
I would do that and you would'nt know what about.
But now, I guess this verse is basically out.
Three more lines and then the chorus,
And fight on the floor wit us.
Last line. Now here comes Try me's chorus

Yall need to take a chill pill,
Because I am ready to kill.
Right now I dont care about my skill.
And Mess with me you'll find yoself in a landfill.

Last verse, makes your life even worse,
This ones freestyle. No part in a rehearse.
If this keeps up, you'll get shot,
Or sucker punched right dead on da spot.
I dont if it's yo fault or not!
I dont actually remember. I really forgot.
The rest of the song. And that was alot.
A rapper is one thing I am and your not.
This kind of song is something I dont do that,
Write. It's a freestyle I call, write outta hat.
If you have a problem to bad.
Cause I'll tough out like my dad.
I'm tired of this. I dont wanna be mad.
But if I'm not mad I'll be really sad.
Whatcha need to do is flee,
And just get away from me.

Yall need to take a chill pill,
Because I am ready to kill.
Right now I dont care about my skill.
And Mess with me you'll find yoself in a landfill.

copywright (c)