FAC RAP VIDEO 2017

Shoutout to Joey Trupiano for making this rap possible.
Also a thank you to cameraman Jared Jodts.

LYRICS:

We’re new around the block and this is our crew
comin straight from FAC to show you what we're up too,
We brought the rhyme and we brought the beat
All you have to do now is stop and take a seat
We might be young and new to the rap game
But when we’re done Mr. Le will feel the shame


Kumar is the name, pullin up in a new car
Rap so quick don't know a line from a bar,
Turn in my apush notes and show you how i’m doin
Or should i cut straight to leaving your career ruined

Started from the bottom pullin up in a toyota p
Whippin in the foreign seats softer than a sofa
Pullin out the map call me dora the explora
Rappin circles round’ you from O-town to aurora

Mr. Le tryna flex on some geometry,
Pull up pass the test now my parents are proud of me,
Movin on to trig, well if that's the case,
I’ll solve for 2 pi radians on your face

Takin shots at porter ironic cuz hes taken none,
Scored zero goals its like he’s playin for fun,
I dont know what’s wavier, Buds or his beard
One things for sure is that is end is coming near

We ain’t going easy so don’t hold back,
Nevermind cuz youre spittin dustbunnies and knick knacks,
This ain’t a happy ending this ain’t a glass shoe
I’m a small brown boy but I overshadow you


My name is John but you can call me Jack
compared to my rhymes all those others are whack
It’s twenty seventeen and F - A - C is here
We’re coming for YOU so you better get in gear

I dress H&M so you better stop flexin’,
Clothing so slick all the girls im finessin’,
Nightmares of rappin gainst’ me call that inception,
My crew and my bars are my only lethal weapons

I’m like 6’2’’ call me a human skyscraper,
White boy and my rhymes have never been greater,
I do my homework on time, never use slader
Book smart, school you with pencils and paper

Budz take a seat man you look like a grizzly,
Hibernate every time you try to pull up and diss me Porter man, you need to get out of the weight room
Lookin like a young hulk hogan in the womb

O-town reppin, got lincoln by our side,
Beatin you was easy time to switch to overdrive,
Revvin up the engine and our rhymes gettin faster
But soon you will realize it is YOU who won’t matter

Berger commin at ya, no not the food
Straight lady killer, yeah im that dood
Comin from martucky to show you how i live,
And a lyrical whoopin is what i’m ‘bout to give

Im smooth as butter, can't believe it's not Berger
try to swing back, i'll put you on the burner
boys, youre still living where you grew up
Mom packs the lunch, no snacks, out of luck

I'm good with a pencil Mr. Lee needs a sharpener
Artworks so hot you'll need a thermometer
Mr. Budz is in need of some new fashion
Grip the sports coat go to work bout to cash in


We're true OHS rappers we will gain our independence
Take a stab at us that’ll be a life sentence
Awarded for art call me a real contender
Post up teach, throw your stick figures in a blender

You guys lookin like you need a haircut
Jk you're all bald, not a single strand to strut
Let's talk about shoes I got the fake yeezys
You're rockin new balances your feet lookin cheesy


We’re next in line, get movin or get left mans
You guys are probably more redundant than comic sans
We put in this work, dominate the playing field,
We’re the yeoman rappers, so you know we got the crop yield



We’re the new OHS Boyz and we’re already better,
Real and OG to the fibers of my sweater,
You're spittin classics, takin a blast to the past,
Our rhymes are our own, and we’ll put you in a cast

If we become classics that makes you a disaster
Shriveled up ghosts, word out to my guy caspar
No need for sneak dissin when we do this all live,
Puttin oldies to rest is what we do with all our time,

CHORUS

Mr. Le Mr Porter and that grizzly lookin dude,
We're the new champions there's no need to be rude,
FAC is here now to take away your throne,
So go back where you came or prepare to get owned

Mr. Let Mr. Porter and Mr. Beard-inski
Are music is gold and yours is nothing but whimpy
Coming from OTT we'll put your rhymes AWAy
You old men are in the past and we're here today