Best of Brooklyn Cypher 2012 - King Critical Verse by King Critical Lyrics
[King Critical]
Check
Wilt Chamberlain of this rappin' shit
Accurate activist, tact is immaculate
Setting fire to flatulence, they gassed up
On the studio with the glass front
Painting better visions of Face Downs and Ass Ups
Tell your bitch put her face down and ass up
Put a smile on Mr. Carver the way she grab nuts
No I don't got 50 tats, no I don't smoke mad blunts
But I got a 16 strong enough to bring back Pun
It's over nigga, put you in a clutch like a cobra sipping Folgers Watching Oprah like an olda nigga
Ain't shit change, I'm in ya Range like Rover nigga
Spitting out lava like mountains do:
No soda nigga
Killa in my past life
Nigga, I'm past nice
Kiss my ass twice, you ass wipes will get ass wiped
My rap type is like what you put in a glass pipe
On being attacked with a gun attached to a black knife
It's over Hova, outdated like Motorola
On a cheap date with a cheesesteak and Coca Cola
And when it's over, rope a hole so I know it's open
Hit em with that vitamin D and this should be rollin over
Come over the crib, watch
Girls give slip top
More fights than Worldstar Hip Hop
I represent hip hop, at lunch in a ziplock
And niggas on the corners with their 40s and their slick bops can't stop
And spit [?], you're half-assed
Couldn't fuck with me if I was the nerd in math class
They say I got an Odd Future flow
But really it's not though
Throw Frank in the Ocean and start eating a Taco
Smack his Brains to the Left, make 'em Earl on his white tee
And if Tyler's on stage, I'm snatching the mic - G
And I'm just rapping it like me
Yo, check, check - I said fuck politics
Polish it with a pot of [?]
Above anonymous get a lot of it when I stop and spit
Acknowledge it
Every mothafuckin line I spit
Hit you with weapons with the expression that you gotta shit
Who want it? I leave stomachs in knots and bits, and I'm known to rock a 16 like Stojaković
It's obvious, these simple niggas couldn't bottle it
Better stop talking and keep it walking on some model shit
My name's Critical - and that's all you need to know
My rhymes tight if the price is right like the TV show
Old hood jheri curls, they all wanna see my glow
Songs got my neck lighting up like I need a joke
New bars, new days, beats getting souffléd
True say, that's word to Biggie I never lose Faith
Little Wu Tang, with some Metal Faced Doomsday
Any doomsday, these two 8's make the moon shake
That's a 16 for all you niggas with the soup face
'Fore you get buck out ya mouth, get your tooth straight
Been through [?] since 50 was making goon tapes
And DMX was killing before he started to lose cake
Flow so mysterious way I keep going is delirious
Cute 16's with no period
For serious, label niggas need to put their ear in it
I wish a better life for everybody that's hearin' this
Now ya got the kid involved, may be a friend of y'all
But that don't change I'm better than 90% of y'all
Y'all started before me. Now I'm ahead of y'all
And I ain't stopping, I'm a Charger - so ya better Dodge
Check
Wilt Chamberlain of this rappin' shit
Accurate activist, tact is immaculate
Setting fire to flatulence, they gassed up
On the studio with the glass front
Painting better visions of Face Downs and Ass Ups
Tell your bitch put her face down and ass up
Put a smile on Mr. Carver the way she grab nuts
No I don't got 50 tats, no I don't smoke mad blunts
But I got a 16 strong enough to bring back Pun
It's over nigga, put you in a clutch like a cobra sipping Folgers Watching Oprah like an olda nigga
Ain't shit change, I'm in ya Range like Rover nigga
Spitting out lava like mountains do:
No soda nigga
Killa in my past life
Nigga, I'm past nice
Kiss my ass twice, you ass wipes will get ass wiped
My rap type is like what you put in a glass pipe
On being attacked with a gun attached to a black knife
It's over Hova, outdated like Motorola
On a cheap date with a cheesesteak and Coca Cola
And when it's over, rope a hole so I know it's open
Hit em with that vitamin D and this should be rollin over
Come over the crib, watch
Girls give slip top
More fights than Worldstar Hip Hop
I represent hip hop, at lunch in a ziplock
And niggas on the corners with their 40s and their slick bops can't stop
And spit [?], you're half-assed
Couldn't fuck with me if I was the nerd in math class
They say I got an Odd Future flow
But really it's not though
Throw Frank in the Ocean and start eating a Taco
Smack his Brains to the Left, make 'em Earl on his white tee
And if Tyler's on stage, I'm snatching the mic - G
And I'm just rapping it like me
Yo, check, check - I said fuck politics
Polish it with a pot of [?]
Above anonymous get a lot of it when I stop and spit
Acknowledge it
Every mothafuckin line I spit
Hit you with weapons with the expression that you gotta shit
Who want it? I leave stomachs in knots and bits, and I'm known to rock a 16 like Stojaković
It's obvious, these simple niggas couldn't bottle it
Better stop talking and keep it walking on some model shit
My name's Critical - and that's all you need to know
My rhymes tight if the price is right like the TV show
Old hood jheri curls, they all wanna see my glow
Songs got my neck lighting up like I need a joke
New bars, new days, beats getting souffléd
True say, that's word to Biggie I never lose Faith
Little Wu Tang, with some Metal Faced Doomsday
Any doomsday, these two 8's make the moon shake
That's a 16 for all you niggas with the soup face
'Fore you get buck out ya mouth, get your tooth straight
Been through [?] since 50 was making goon tapes
And DMX was killing before he started to lose cake
Flow so mysterious way I keep going is delirious
Cute 16's with no period
For serious, label niggas need to put their ear in it
I wish a better life for everybody that's hearin' this
Now ya got the kid involved, may be a friend of y'all
But that don't change I'm better than 90% of y'all
Y'all started before me. Now I'm ahead of y'all
And I ain't stopping, I'm a Charger - so ya better Dodge