Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Kickin' in Doors, artist - Mega Ran
Date of issue: 08.03.2017
Song language: English
Kickin' in Doors |
My reign on the top, long like Durant’s arms |
Lead the league with the steez whatever team I be on |
I been the bomb at every Comic Con |
Nerd rap phenomenon, black bomber |
Attract drama with wack rhymers |
Y’all gotta, step ya game up |
Get ya weight up |
Cats wanna know how I came up |
Battling at the gathering, of course traveling |
An altered beast I’m off the leash |
Don’t fall for these |
Rookie cats with they store bought raps |
They just shady, ask Int80 |
Ain’t no telling where we may be |
Might see me at E3, or WWE in several countries, it’s a New Day |
Soon as you think you know I switch it up |
Freestyles are better than your best written stuff |
Rick Astley, rap we gone never give it up |
Sammus, they can’t stand us |
It’s happening like we planned it |
Rhymes master locked, didn’t think I’d take it past the block |
Was getting used to being the laughing stock |
Went from «who you again» to «please be my friend» to arigato gozaimas and |
please take my yen so |
Jesus, take the wheel |
Its gettin deep like a Navy Seal- for real |
DN3 got the beats, and we back in the lab |
Witnesses be like «it happened so fast» when I see ya imma |
Kick In The Door, playing some nerdcore |
All you heard was «I don’t wanna rap no more» |
Kick In The Door, playing some nerdcore |
All you heard was «I don’t wanna rap no more» |
Kick In The Door, playing some nerdcore |
All you heard was «I don’t wanna rap no more» |
Kick In The Door, playing some nerdcore |
All you heard was «I don’t wanna rap no more» |
On ya marks get set, when I start to wreck |
It’s like Parks And Rec, gotta Treat Yo Self |
We don’t need no help, people’s champ need no belt, pull ya pants-up, ask what |
Kinda rhymer, gotcha, rethinking even your packaging, release date it’s not |
happening |
Drop unexpectedly like bad scaffolding |
See my [roblem is if y’all ain’t sayin' it, then I ain’t playing it |
Won’t give you publishing, my upbringing is uplifting, son, you must be a |
republican |
Rhymes are so conservative |
Lukewarm cats get spit out, gotta go, either you hot or cold, so get out |
Even graphics are weak, man you might need a plan B |
Hit up Danji, the boys got skills |
Or Flocco, pronto ran hold court like Hondo |
Conscience of your nonsense |
In 88, spun on cardboard and read about Squanto |
Crack open a book |
I hate y’all too |
Rather be in Caribbean sands with Rachel |
Stay true even if they gone hate you |
Don’t wanna be worshipped, who cares if the words sick |
You cursed it but still rehearsed it |
No time for these kids |
They fighting to be the man, I’m fighting for people around the world to even |
know what this is |
Ain’t no other kings of this nerd thing they siblings, equally related and |
properly rated |
They hate it, cause they used to be on top of this |
Took home Forever Famicom listened and copied it |
Now they on some nerdy tip, retelling game plots |
But biting ain’t hot and it never will be |
Dudes kill me |
Thinking they reinvented the wheel |
Can’t replace the original if he doin' it still |
My maneuvers is ill, puttin' boots to the grill |
Scale like mode 7, blowing like Note 7 |
Reppin' and go gettin' until I approach heaven |
The Tri state, is where snakes hang like live bait |
Hoping for a catch throwback, Mitchell and Ness |
They light weight, frag illy you look silly |
Sitting sideways |
Arizona is my state |
Wanna get froggy then why wait |
High stakes when we |
Kick In The Door, playing some nerdcore |
All you heard was «I don’t wanna rap no more» |
Kick In The Door, playing some nerdcore |
All you heard was «I don’t wanna rap no more» |
Kick In The Door, playing some nerdcore |
All you heard was «I don’t wanna rap no more» |
Kick In The Door, playing some nerdcore |
All you heard was «I don’t wanna rap no more» |