I am Asha, the scholar it’s normal to want a verse from me
A recent graduate from Rutgers University
I double majored and one of them was Psychology
Which means that I’m a psycho, so accept my pre apology:
I will admit it
If I took off my fitted
You would see all the crimes in my head I’ve committed
I’m the type to kill bill then go pop a chill pill to look calm like look man,
I don’t know who did it I’m kiddin’ man I’m just trynna make use of my degree
Like two foots in your boots
I’m never seeing defeat
Defying any and everything, but gravity
Spread love, and watch the haters decay like cavities
Say cheese. A sick way to grieve
But now I’m faced with racing my self doubt
I’m running in, it’s like I’m chasing myself out
All for a dream I’m on the right track
And I’m finally taking the lead so-
I will never let a hater get me
With that negative energy yes we stress free
Running through the city, where’s my Espy?
Cruisin’ through but you will never catch me, no!
I will never let a hater get me
With that negative energy yes we stress free
Running through the city, where’s my Espy?
Cruisin’ through but you will never catch me
Let’s be Serious
Let’s be real
Let’s be real
Let’s be Serious Let’s be...
Ok she’s from the garden state so when the fuck’s she gonna bloom?
Asha’s on the rise like tempers in room
Full of mad chicks that’s average
Watching their ex man walk in with a bad chick
And now the whole party turned into a showdown
See you were having fun, but you’re ready to go now
Cuz you were talking sweet talk
Now you’re saying rude things
You told him to slide through
Now you’re having moodswings
Cuz that was your boo thang back in the day
And back in the day
Jersey rappers used to lay the smackdown like a hack but
We lost the unity we gotta bring it back yup
We lost the unity we gotta bring it-
But I’m just trynna put my state on
While simultaneously giving haters something to hate on and fans something to wait on
Verses cold enough to skate on
Over beats that feel like heat with killer hooks to put your bait on and catch a nice bad ass
That’s a freakin’ bass
Tickle her with your pickle give the cue to cumber-
Bob your noggin in the car til your ass gets whiplash
Til your forehead hits the dash and you swerve, lose control and you crash
Hail Mary full of grace I’m Asha, full of shit and I’m proud
I rap to move the crown and my bowels
What’s a wheel of fortune if you can’t afford to buy no vowels?
I only take the milk for free I can’t afford to buy the cow
See I’m poor on the outtie But rich on the inner
Who’s the biggest sinner, I’m afraid that I’m the winner
You bought some true religions now you think that you’re the truest
But would you be admired if you were a fucking nudist
Ask yourself-would you be admired if you were a fucking...
Wait
I’ve been kidnapped
The beat snatched me I’m ya momma, nevermind your papi I’m so pre-k, arts and crafty
They be like Gee, A, why you so happy?
Yall aint get that. Didn’t think you would
Oh you claim you make money?
Oh you think you’re wood? Good.
Cuz I’ma burn your bark off
Firefighters wouldn’t know where the hell to start off
Hating like I heard your songs and they’re all soft
Thank you and here’s a plank you can walk off, off, off...
Yea I did that echo myself nigga
And this is def the best shit you’ve ever smelt
When I dropped my flow when that kick came in
Look at me and say it aint hit you below the belt
You could front
Or we could bring it back It really doesn’t matter cuz everything
I’m saying is a fact I told you
I’m not flossing until I see a plague
And no, I’m not pushing
Unless you needed crack
And when I say crack-know I mean a track
Half skinny half fat, half Trini half Black
That’s 200% of pure genius.
I say what I want and I sure mean it
Gave it to you once now you’re feindin’
And I’m coming for your sow like boar semen
Yall ain’t get that
Didn’t think you would
Once again, little engine I don’t think you could
Ever compete, your rhymes gotta be strong to lyrically compare to whoever's voice this belongs to-
Me and yall gon’ learn today
Cuz ain’t nobody got time to play
Play time been over since yall bent over and I tore that as up
Ten pins on a donkey
Write my own rhymes no ghosts came to haunt me
And coming up all these mean girls are gonna taunt me
According to psychology those haters really want me
I said According to psychology those haters really want me
Yo yo yo yo, I said-
I’m just trynna make use of my degree
I’m just trynna make use of my degree
I’m just trynna make use of my degree
I’m just trynna make use of my degree
Yea
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