| Y’all need a break you dummies ain’t seeing straight
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| The only thing that I’m not great at is not being great
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| Listen, being real can cost you a lot but it’s free to hate
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| Feel like I live in a bakery now 'cause all I see is cake
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| You wanna work? |
| Hit me up you can afford me I’m cheap
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| I’m magical, a 5 minute tape can record me for weeks
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| Plus I’m similar to the ocean, they explored me I’m deep
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| The most interesting man in the world bored me to sleep
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| Quick on the draw, when I’m pulling up out my mic I’m not a slow aimer
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| Blast the meat from your cranial frame, now it’s a no brainer
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| I love to spit, you on some other shit that’ll get yo cousin hit I’m hot to
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| pick my CD you need an oven mitt
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| Don’t mention K-Rino please stay in your own lane
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| Steve Harvey Rappers y’all be callin' out the wrong name
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| You got a crown I’ma snatch it like a rebound
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| I’m so cold that I even miss myself when I leave town
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| It’s whole Lotta y’all but it’s only one me
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| A whole Lotta y’all but it’s only one me
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| It’s a whole Lotta y’all but it’s only one me
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| A whole Lotta y’all but it’s only one me
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| Now tell em'
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| It’s only one of me, yup it’s only one of me
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| Line em' up and I’ma wipe out any chump in front of me
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| It’s only one of me, yup it’s only one of me
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| Line em up and I’ma wipe out any chump in front of me
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| I guess that you could write in your other life
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| But you messing with me is just like trying to cut a tree down with butter knife
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| Listenin' to K-Rino is like you being fed drugs
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| Uh huh, yeah it does, these boys bitin' like bed bugs
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| I get the mic and start dumping they’ll never see me coming
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| I’m so rough, I made nothing from nothing leave me somethin'
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| All it takes is some straightening to get these fellas right
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| Come to your show and run through you like a yellow light
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| Once I escape it’ll take a second for you to break
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| You such a fraud that even Bigfoot said you was fake
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| These dudes bowing and they scared to stand up I swing so abrupt that I made a
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| headless man duck
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| There’s nobody you can think up like K-Rino so don’t compare me
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| I wear a mic on my hip in public like open carry
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| Hypnotic robotic melodic fully loaded warrior
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| You couldn’t write the way that I write if I wrote it for ya
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| It’s whole Lotta y’all but it’s only one me
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| A whole Lotta y’all but it’s only one me
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| It’s a whole Lotta y’all but it’s only one me
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| A whole Lotta y’all but it’s only one me
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| Now tell em'
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| It’s only one of me, yup it’s only one of me
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| Line em' up and I’ma wipe out any chump in front of me
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| It’s only one of me, yup it’s only one of me
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| Line em up and I’ma wipe out any chump in front of me
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| See what I’m sayin' right now is right now to me
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| But won’t be right now to you until you hear me sayin' it on the CD
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| Which is right now, but not the same as when I first spit it
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| 'cause my now is then and your now is right now, you get it?
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| I might run up in the place and start breaking his face
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| The only thing that you perfect at is making mistakes
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| I was blasting the Savage Pros in my amateur days
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| I got pictures of me I took before cameras were made
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| Sling blade, got a rap complain against you I can’t wait to file it
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| I’m smiling like a dude that just found Bill Gates' wallet
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| Your lines are old I’m tellin' you they won’t work for long
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| You need to put them ancient verses in a nursing home
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| So now you whine about what happened to you
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| No excuses like when a rude person step on your shoe
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| I stay bringing it, a choir of rhyming angels I’m singing with
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| On the Moon in a cosmic classroom tutoring geniuses |