That Kid – That Kid Lyrics  Caution: You are now annotating this
song as  [Verse 1] If time is money, then it's an overused line
Dropping like from your flow is an offense, fine I Stevie Wonder
how the pros can get away with crime I hope their money runs
out, and by that, I mean time Far from common, but I make good
music White talent like Em, I refuse to just lose it My
wordplay's a fiasco, I prefer to just Lu it All my haters pissed
off, they oughta just loo it They all slain Cobain, can't handle
my fame Can't handle the blame, can't handle the game Whose
fault is it that you can't fit in the frame? Better have a
change of heart like Jayceon the game Spiderman heroic, but I
only spit venom New to writing bars, too young to go in 'em
Nobody's buying your rhymes, they won't even rent 'em Son, your
style worn out like a fine pair of denim  [Verse 2 - IATG] I'm a
major, a front pager, a record changer Born in the manger so
haters and strangers see the danger Armani Exchanger, I got
expensive tastes Dispense and