Did you think that I'd write a couple raps and then quit?
Did you think I didn't perform on stage 'cause I'm a wimp?
Do you think that I'm a talentless, @@#!y prick?

Well all you mother$#&@ers can suck my dick

Back in the game, changed my name, no shame $#&@er

If your gonna hate on me then keep your mouth closed sucker
Mother$#&@er, I don't care what ya think, all this %#@! I've stirred up has left a stink
Temper's on the brink, current relationSHIP is gonna sink, (*##$ I'm as crazy as Prof. Frink

Ease the aggression and the pain inside me
My rhymes so tight mother$#&@ers wanna find me
Hundred$HiLL (*##$, I'll live my life, my way

I'll take the high way, haters take the low way
Screaming "MIND!#@*" when I hit you with my word play
Peeps whining that my hop don't hip

My rhymes don't fit, my raps are %#@!
I built these lyrics brick by brick
So shut up and sit down prick by prick

I'll smack you in the face with my rhythm stick
I'm never gonna stop, so its pointless to judge me
I doubt I'll succeed but I could be lucky


Did you think that I'd write a couple raps and then quit?
Did you think I didn't perform on stage 'cause I'm a wimp?

Do you think that I'm a talentless, @@#!y prick?
Well all you mother$#&@ers can suck my dick


Over the last few years I've picked up some rap skills
Applied to them my raps, just to see how it feels
Like the sudden change of pace and the use of repetition

And something that is vital is to match your competition
Can I leave my mark on the game? Oh who really knows
Just follow your heart, whatever it says, is what goes

If I fail fighting then I'd be disappointed
I'd bow down and let my failure be anointed
I've done a few things that I aint been proud of

Some weird, some stupid all to be frowned upon
Shoulda known, it'd come back and bite me in the bottom
Imma forget my regret, all these regrets will be forgotten

Head says, "Alex, make a name for yourself"
Rap helps me feel strong and maintain my mental health
I'm timid, I'm shy

If I'm embarrassed I will cry
I aint afraid of being honest, honesty till I die
Haters gonna hate and they can keep on hating

Waiting for a downfall and they can keep on waiting
You undoubtedly doubt me and I don't doubt that
I'm a short white British kid but I can $#&@ing rap

Good song and vid V but I told you I could match that
Rapping in my snap back, stand back, body clap
Album aint out? I'll see to that, cut the crap

Hundred$HiLL and you aint gonna stop me
No mother$#&@ing rapper is ever gonna top me
Your lucks run dry, no more four leaf clover

....This raps over