Kydd
What Gucci Gang should have sounded like ????????
Tell em what I represent
Michigan, Michigan, Michigan, Michigan, Michigan, Michigan
Flint Town, Bitch
You get em with a stand up city, Motherfucker
We ain't ever on no sit down shit
Pipe down, I'm a threat in these waters; you a Ferry-Boat
Got enough bars to go round like a Merry-Go
Never been a mumblin' motherfucker so they can knock a beat, so just to beef;
You would need a fucking miracle
Fuckboys better double they effort
You need a little bit more energy to exert
And when it costin' money we ain't trippin
They just start whippin up clumps
Call them boys nutty professors, GODDAMN
So come on Cletus, Kydd is in this bitch I'm born fetus
I was bred for this like a loaf of wonder
Bitch I drop bombs like a Rollin' Thunder, BOOM
Good god, I'm on, You off, I'm hot, You not, On the track I' Boss
What separates me from the rest is the route that I take
They just following the path of the lost
That's why everybody sound the same, whoa!
Get on the track with the same flow
Hibbidy bibbidy wubbidy wibbidy
Can you understand what they be sayin'? No!
Bitch it doesn't matter what flow I hit
Cuz I can hit em with double time and they'll understand every word that I'm spitting
These bitches ridiculous, mumblin' through the industry
I been intricate with the tone cuz I practice religiously, whoa
Everything that I write sincere
Make the rap game my bitch, sorta like this year
You wanna fight? You don't wanna fight bitch
I'll shove your head up your homeboys ass
So you can fight for air, pussy
Speakin' of air, pussies
Rappers queefin' on the mic, You all over
Tightin up, red-rover red-rover send some real bars over
You lookin ridicous and I can never get into this shit
I just sit back and reminisce
On the days when the radio was dope
Labels buy so many plays Iono how they ain't broke
And it wouldn't be so bad if the shit they promote
Had some originality in the shit that they spoke
But that's just me being real, whether you like it or not
And if you wanna disagree you can suck on a cock
Cuz I been doin this shit for a minute
I'll diminish a rapper even if I'm put on the spot, ayyye
Fuckin' diss me if you want to
Don't tell me homie show me what you gon' do
We can get it poppin like some Orville Redenbacher
Sittin on my shoulders cuz you couldin get the stove hotter
Bitch I rock the spot, what I drop is hot
If you bringing a fucking problem I will not subside
You bragging about your clothes and cars, but I'm not surprised
But you better come up with something else 'for you're ostracized
I'm out my mind, I write these lines and practice this shit like a thousand times
So the styles sublime, and it seems like rappers like me are shined upon
Knowing damn well we're hungry like it's Ramadan
Motherfucker I get sick of this shit
The more music they create the more weaker it gets
Sometimes I kinda wish I was a lawyer with some power
Just so I could hit these weak motherfuckers with a cease and desist
Until they cease to exist, I'm so cold that I'm freezin this bitch
Rap to me is like a feasible gift
It's so easy for me to spit, I could remix your favorite rappers shit
And the original you seem to forget
I'm tellin you now, remember the name
I got a incredible style, to sever the game
And If I go any more wild I promise you now
Your form of laptop will play it then burst into flames
So grab your extinguisher when you subscribe
And get ready for what's to come like a dick when she ahhh
You're a dot to an i, I'm a shark to a minnow
You look very surprised
You didn't expect this lumberjack lookin motherfucker
To hit you with something that was actually dope
But looks are decieving
And I kill it every chance that I'm givin
Never stop, never slow, bitch I'm more than appeasing ayyye
Now go ahead and Rick Flair to that shit, WOO
Bitch I'm AI with the practice, OOH
Couldn't write the shit that I imagine
Like I said in 'Walk on You' I'm a firebreathing dragon
It's Kydd, Bitch