Lyrics:
I'm causing catastrophe evacuating MC's
I'm the radioactivity that won't leave
Fuck the radio but keep the boom box
I'm the renaissance of Hip-Hop
to 5in ain't the type shit I would do
That's why I beat up a beat
Bada bing Bada boom
But if you barely gettin by
And got the bullshit bottled up
Walkin
surrounded by body guards
Hoping no one pulls your cord you got me laughing pretty hard
Thinking you're the white hot man of the hour
But you just can't
twister (yeah)
It's the now I'm the maniac with the flow (what?)
til I knock out your regulars and your gold teeth (nigga)
Be doin' my thing
humming
(Come on Jme, more bars, more
Bars, you're a war MC, you've got war bars)
Please bredrin, shut your mout'
I'm the only MC that comes with metaphor
got my feet up
Ten out of ten, so she want to meet up
Now the boyfriend tryna get me beat up
Ask about me, they will tell you, "He's sus"
'Cause I
'em off, that's a holy ghost (brrt)
I never been on no screwface ting
Got a smile on my face in devilish mode
Lettin' it go (boom-bam)
When you're
you bent
Boom Bap I punctuate your lung
accurately till you collapse
My rap\'s original like Gun Claps
Your strategy is no strategy
when I come
to this and vibe
I hope you don't give up your dreams for a nine-to-five
Don't get me wrong, it'll pay your bills
But if you don't love your job, tell
smell your roses"
I told them, "We don't smell the flowers
We just hold our noses" walking freely
I don't go where I'm supposed to
I got my friends, got
Your girl is cattin':
"I strictly listen to Luscious Jackson"
Aversion to heights, got you froze up like deer in headlights
And purple nights, like
Spilled from your mouth right then
'Cause as we kissed you insisted, you had no boyfriend
But I know you cousin and your cousin dropped dime
Oh well,
to step to me, you better be ready
Its know that this MC's flow are deadly
Better step correct, know what to expect
SHNEAKY got the intellect backed by
with the punches
You got ta roll with the punches
Roll wit it
Roll it baby
LOTTO
Take your chance for a dollar
If I win then I'll scream
high
I gotta beat box, on my 90s grind
I got some weed socks, some boom bap vibes
When the beat drop, so do I
When the beat drops, I'm so high
I gotta
on hell shall never be menaced by doubt
MM I'm your mc mentor
There for sure when things go south
I'm out and route back the beat back to nookie
She says
crème
No Kreme's
Oh jeez
Chasing the P's
And I ain't got time for these dead MCs
Them airpods
But they're missing their rent MCs
Man couldn't step
I haven't ate in the last 22 summers and
I'm 22 now it's about to go down
So en garde
My God we got these artists in awe
Oh, I'm free finally I can
animals from east and P
Break foot and mouth, I'm on mad beef
Ain't got time for these Boris Johnson's
Baffled when these man speak
Are they MC's
outshined by the sun, son?
You lookin' like you got hit from behind by a stun gun
Runnin' with me on the same track? I don't think so, kid
You can't keep up
that, you ain't on that
I got the big ting, cool like the long back
You want a problem? Ayo I got that
I've got the G2 stashed in the Bombat
Yeah, tell
through the cops
I'm on the streets, gotta pa** heat everyday
Before I leave my rest, yo I got to pray
My nine spray, get me caught up like boom jakes
that you haven't heard of me
Dare to gang up, Imma ready with my arms right by side with me
Better hide from me
Im no milee puta I'm a whole cavalry
the prof'
Khaled, Drake and Justin Bieber,
They ain't what they saying, just faking a lot
And I ain't got a show by pimple popper
But head on smoke aim
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