I got holes in my socks from stepping on niggas
Nigga I got dandruff in comb nigga
Cause I don't ever take my pick out my hair
Black power muhfucka
What
Fuck it bro I need a bogie
Kick it on Venus ole English in my 40
Thats where all the bitches know me better know it
Future fame time game time call me Kobe
Everything u kicking worn out I call it whodi
Controversial Mo and Michael Moore will tell the story
Pain and the glory if its gory where my whereabouts
Reservoir dog but I made it out the warehouse
Step in lick shots its time to air it out
Hangtime NBA streets I'm here to bang it out
Worldwide sponsor with monzo the monster
High Priest a honcho elevate and bomb ye
They reaching for a comma content with no conscience
Unbalanced game like defending for offense
Into the badlands art of war of the foreign
I react and level the playing field for scoring
And I'm ice cold
They brung a mic so you know they want that mike mo
I said I'm flaming
Bitch I'm so hot
I'm hip hop pop a molly for I go pop hold up
So they want heat
I raise the bar high give em that fire priest
I said I'm flaming
And I won't stop
I rock the rhyme to the rhythm of that hip hop
Shift gears I bend corners and drift on em
No slack Full throttle watch how I dip on em
They underestimated and hated the power held
Shower shells raining down on the back of these coward tails
All hail its all real the false failed
Fall back awakening progress you know well
We ride defeat lies and seek signs
Five feet outta my space yea this is our time
You too close I'm a tenant gimme room nigga
Rappers dabbling in sports now we doomed nigga
I walk a path of destruction destructing these dicksuckers
And thats the end of discussion
Vintage rhythm bumping
Priest on the beat and you know I do the drumming
And I'm fitting to keep it coming
I'm fitting to get into something
Forever talking race I'm fitting to get in the front then
Front runner flow
And I'm ice cold
They brung a mic so you know they want that mike mo
I said I'm flaming
Bitch I'm so hot
I'm hip hop pop a molly for I go pop hold up
So they want heat
I raise the bar high give em that fire priest
I said I'm flaming
And I won't stop
I rock the rhyme to the rhythm of that hip hop
I'll smack a bitch with a handball strike
Scary feet so my sneaker game all white
They won't get it they ain't got it but it's understood
I'm trayvon with napalm under my hood
Long as my brother good
I say bars and they facepalm
Niggas popping mollys fuck around and get a rape charge
You ain't even know it but I knew it from the jump though
They be on they top 10 puddy of the month flow
Silly rabbit yapping out your butthole
Tricks I ain't with word through the vine you touch toes
Case closed open that can up now man up
Hands up 16 shots you can't stand us
Blackout boycott big biz demand change
Rampage redistribute the knowledge and maintain
I mash out no back out or stand down
Full court press be cautious of the roundhouse nigga
And I'm ice cold
They brung a mic so you know they want that mike mo
I said I'm flaming
Bitch I'm so hot
I'm hip hop pop a molly for I go pop hold up
So they want heat
I raise the bar high give em that fire priest
I said I'm flaming
And I won't stop
I rock the rhyme to the rhythm of that hip hop