16 Styles of Rapping! [2021]

By Quadeca

Released on July 14, 2021

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[Part I: J. Cole (2021)]


[Verse 1: Quadeca (as J. Cole)]

They lookin' terrified, I'm on

Can't relate, now I'm in Paris, too much air in my croissant

Can't compare the heights we on

Better bear in mind North Carolina terrorized my spot

"Ba-ba-ba" more than white people with "Sweet Caroline" come on

I made a hundred-million dollars, but I'm workin' harder than back in Mohammed crib

Studied the GOATs and cut all the ropes, I told 'em that ain't how I want to live

Came a long way, but what can I say, I never stopped drivin' my Honda Civ'

Tryin' your hardest to stop this shit, but I've been poppin' since you were still on a crib


[Part II: Tyler, The Creator (2021)]


[Intro: Quadeca (as DJ Drama)]

Me and The Creator

Out in Paris, which is in Francе

Eatin' profiteroles and fuckin' vanilla bean, coffee bеan ice cream, baby

(Gettin' our toes licked) It's like that... we gone!


[Verse 2: Quadeca (as Tyler, The Creator)]

In Geneva for the wintertime (glasses clinking)

Toast for our success every dinnertime (Woo)

I don't care 'bout your fuckin' whatchamacallit (Gangster Grillz)

Got a new coat for the summer, it's lookin' gorgeous (Um, ooh!)

Out in Paris on a ferris wheel, very real

I don't care about how you care or feel (So here's the deal:)

Try your best to channel me, this ain't Comcast

Trolls stop for my bridges, I'm like "Sorry, you cannot pass"

Complainin' since you were a baby sittin' on your mom's lap

More than comedians on cancel culture on a podcast

Sorry, I did not ask, saw you when I walked past

Boy, you need a hall pass, don't know what to call that


[Part III: Machine Gun Kelly (Pop Punk)]


[Intro 2]

GC on the track, boy


[Verse 3: Quadeca (as Machine Gun Kelly)]

In your homecoming t-shirt

Drive around your street and tell me all of your secrets

And, yeah, I'm thirty

But I still wanna kiss you under the bleachers

And I hate those kids in your high school

We got drunk and broke up at the party

We went skinny-dippin' in my pool

The teachers never liked me, always said I was tardy


[Part IV: Remble]


[Verse 4: Quadeca (as Remble)]

You tried to catch me lacking, your attempt is quite commendable (Quite commendable)

Twenty-thousand dollars on your head is quite expendable (Quite expendable)

Kept flexing all your bands, but now your only bills are medical (Only bills are medical, K Band$ made this)

Bank account so big, we made it wheelchair-accessible (Wheelchair-accessible)

I allocate those expenses on this Rollie (This Rollie)

I ventured onto your block, and I drift slowly (Drift slowly)

I confiscated your watch, left your wrist lonely (Wrist)

Had a pleasant brunch with your thot, now your kids know me


[Part V: Polo G & Lil Tjay]


[Verse 5: Quadeca (as Polo G)]

Yeah, I took so many losses, but I turned 'em into wins

They just made another offer, need at least a hundred Ms

Keep critiquin' how I'm ballin', you can't even touch the rim

That money keep on callin', now we keep in touch as friends, I've been tryna make amends (SOGIMURA)


[Verse 6: Quadeca (as Lil Tjay)]

She say she a virgin, it's hurtin'

She say she a virgin, it's hurtin'

She say she a virgin, it's hurtin'

She say she a virgin, it's hurtin'


[Part VI: Kid Cudi & Miguel/General RnB]


[Verse 7: Quadeca (as Kid Cudi)]

This feelin' in my mind, trapped inside of me

Had to let go on this long road, I didn't know where to be

And every night, every night, every night

Every night, every night, every night


[Verse 8: Quadeca (as Miguel)]

I still try to be the one for you

Yeah (Fall in love with me, I said)

Try to be the one that you call whenever you're alone

(You've been on my mind lately)


[Part VII: Westside Gunn]


[Verse 9: Quadeca (as Westside Gunn)]

Stop, drop and listen

She wearin' a pair of docs, she a walkin' contradiction

Where I'm from, you would probably go missin'

Have you singin' to the judge, I'm not talkin' no audition (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)

Yeah, and I've been at it since sixteen

Yeah, you know I've got big dreams


[Part VIII: Playboi Carti (Whole Lotta Red)]


[Verse 10: Quadeca (as Playboi Carti)]

Came from [?], I took that bitch right to the car (What? What? What? What?)

[?], yeah, yeah, now you payin' to park (What? Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh)

The money, it talk, uh, it's talkin' a lot (What? Yeah, what?)

I pick out your bitch, I'm pickin' a pot ([?], yeah)

Yeah, ha, ha, ha (Bitch, bitch, bitch, bow, pow)

Pass 'em a check, it's like a green bean (Uh-huh, yeah)

Fuckin' on that bitch, you never seen me— *coughs*


[Part IX: Headie One / UK Drill]


[Verse 11: Quadeca (as Headie One)]

Like Schmeichel

Put a laser beam on his head

Then mark his spot with a shot

And I'm still not facin' a pen

Can't stay in the ends

Ask if I care- can't say, it depends

Doin' great in a sense

Link wit' your girl, get eight of ten


[Part X: Lil Dicky]


[Verse 12: Quadeca (as Lil Dicky)]

She wanna fuck me durin' a pandemic

Baby, these unprecedented times

I said those titties look quite splendid

Because I can never tell a lie (They do)

Who am I? I don't know, I've been gettin' super high

Lookin' up fun facts so incredible, I cried (Wow)

Did you know that bees can't even see the color white?

Look that shit up (It's amazing)

Your favorite self-victimizin' white rapper should make a line

About that and compare it to his plight in the rap game (Hmm)

Yeah, the boy more fly than this last name (It's a bird)

Damn right, I'd be doing the exact same

A few years back when I had less self-awareness

I'm not tryna make love, I would rather meet your parents

And have a nice meal, 'cause I'll charm 'em

My demeanor is disarmin', so ultra-strong like I'm Charmin

I cannot masturbate in my apartment

'Cause the way the window is covered by these curtains

That are so damn thin that they're see-through


[Interlude 1: Quadeca (as Lil Dicky)]

You know, I- I looked out my window

To the other side of the apartment complex

And I could completely see through this other guy's window

And his curtain, and I was "Oh shit"

You know, I could've traumatized a child or something

So now I have to masturbate completely in the dark

That's a big problem with the room

Like, if my room had mold in it

I would at least be able to get a refund or something (Refund)

And now, I can't even change

Without this looming anxiety (Looming anxiety)

That someone across from me is creepily taking pictures of me

Not in a kind of narcissistic way

Like "Oh, I'm so deserving

Of having pictures constantly taken of me"

But more-so in a way—


[Part XI: NBA Youngboy]


[Verse 13: Quadeca (as NBA Youngboy)]

Had to get my mind right

Don't give a fuck 'bout what you do, I'ma take my time, right

I wouldn't change a thing, no, 2020 on my hindsight

Got whips for all my brothers still goin' through it, 'cause we ride-or-die (Uh, oh)

No matter what happens, you know I'ma still be by your side (Oh)


[Part XII: Baby Keem]


[Intro 3]

Air Ocean


[Verse 14: Quadeca (as Baby Keem)]

Bitch, please keep your eyes off the bankroll

I thought your momma taught you how to be thankful

Think you might be the baddest in the biz

Talkin' like you really wanna have my kids

Lil' bitch, in Abercrombie and we shoppin'

I got you a seasonal sweater and a free bag

Iced out, touch my neck, playin' freeze tag

Had to cover every cent, like a Febreze ad

I am 50 Cent, I am 50 Cent


[Part XIII: YBN Nahmir (2021)]


[Verse 15: Quadeca (as YBN Nahmir)]

I need you more than friends

My heart is all yours, I gotta love you

I gotta need need your love

I need your love more than you need my love


[Interlude 2: Quadeca]

Teh...


[Part XIV: Quadeca (2021)]


[Verse 16: Quadeca]

—fill

And I know—