All you rappers suck freestyle by KYU ~ (fka tokio) Lyrics
Platinum on my arm I look like Jax
Kano, how I roll, them boys who told got turned to packs
I'm the best, and bitch, it's known
Both off and on the wax
I'm a fucking overlord, I stay up off the map
You ain't ever bust a fucking bullet off your strap, huh
I tsuchikage the dirty stones up off the track, huh
Make you lose you mind like you been fuckin' wit' them caps, huh
The moment that you talking back to me, you getting whacked, huh
Ay, ay, Ric Flair like I'm Bobby
Metal on my teeth and bitch, I got it on my body, huh
Can't nobody say they gave me shit, been on my lonely
Since the days I was jit onto a pit, been on my OD
Word up to woadies, keep that .40, little shortie
I've been writing off my sleep, I'll come to wake the day you're mourning
Expressionless, my face, 'cause all you rappers fucking bore me
All you sound the same, ain't got no talent I see worthy
Speaking to the Hawk of Light, lil bitch, you best adore me
Or I'm taking off your head to throw on out when I'm performing
Ay, ay
Messy like my hair
Jewels up on my neck
Shining, chandelier
Pussies like to stare
Show me some respect
Or I'm taking one your ears
Bitch, I'm what these rappers fear
Messy like my hair
Jewels up on my neck
Shining, chandelier
Pussies like to stare
Show me some respect
Or I'm taking one your ears
Bitch, I'm what these rappers fear
Can't be imitated or duplicated, uh
Rated Under, yeah
Ay, man, realist shit, I do this shit
Fuck you
Kano, how I roll, them boys who told got turned to packs
I'm the best, and bitch, it's known
Both off and on the wax
I'm a fucking overlord, I stay up off the map
You ain't ever bust a fucking bullet off your strap, huh
I tsuchikage the dirty stones up off the track, huh
Make you lose you mind like you been fuckin' wit' them caps, huh
The moment that you talking back to me, you getting whacked, huh
Ay, ay, Ric Flair like I'm Bobby
Metal on my teeth and bitch, I got it on my body, huh
Can't nobody say they gave me shit, been on my lonely
Since the days I was jit onto a pit, been on my OD
Word up to woadies, keep that .40, little shortie
I've been writing off my sleep, I'll come to wake the day you're mourning
Expressionless, my face, 'cause all you rappers fucking bore me
All you sound the same, ain't got no talent I see worthy
Speaking to the Hawk of Light, lil bitch, you best adore me
Or I'm taking off your head to throw on out when I'm performing
Ay, ay
Messy like my hair
Jewels up on my neck
Shining, chandelier
Pussies like to stare
Show me some respect
Or I'm taking one your ears
Bitch, I'm what these rappers fear
Messy like my hair
Jewels up on my neck
Shining, chandelier
Pussies like to stare
Show me some respect
Or I'm taking one your ears
Bitch, I'm what these rappers fear
Can't be imitated or duplicated, uh
Rated Under, yeah
Ay, man, realist shit, I do this shit
Fuck you