Pound Cake Verse by Kitto Lyrics
[Verse 1: Kitto]
As J said, I'm 6'3
They Still overlooking me
I stay Dodging twelve 'cuz I don't want 'em booking me
Look
I see your fear in your eyes
F.E.A.R. stands for Face Everything And Rise
Man, I got this flow so proper
My goal is to prosper
Get up on a roster
Maybe catch a sponsor
I been Spitting shit, no slobber
My enemies get slaughtered
& My rhymes are like chopper
So somebody call a doctor
This is fair warning, don't mess with me
My flow is as hell, like leprosy
I'll be reppin' Renegade 'til the death of me
Cooking up the best flows, top secret recipe
17, murk the majority of these emcees
I guess you could say Kitto Steez got the remedie
Best believe, the big homies finally can see
That the kid mad sick like he spread disease
And I'm hot, burn so many degrees
I deserve my masters and PhD
I spit fire, like them trees that you breath
I'm a young boy going for the cheese and these dreams of/
Shopping sprees, I'm a prophet
I one-up everybody. You're a soldier, I'm a sergeant
I'm far from callow, we are aloof
I feel infallibility like I'm bulletproof
I was raised in a jungle where there are NO warning shots
Only a warning cock, then a warning drop
Putting you in hearses, no rehearsing
Just curses in cursive and my whole life has been a circus
As J said, I'm 6'3
They Still overlooking me
I stay Dodging twelve 'cuz I don't want 'em booking me
Look
I see your fear in your eyes
F.E.A.R. stands for Face Everything And Rise
Man, I got this flow so proper
My goal is to prosper
Get up on a roster
Maybe catch a sponsor
I been Spitting shit, no slobber
My enemies get slaughtered
& My rhymes are like chopper
So somebody call a doctor
This is fair warning, don't mess with me
My flow is as hell, like leprosy
I'll be reppin' Renegade 'til the death of me
Cooking up the best flows, top secret recipe
17, murk the majority of these emcees
I guess you could say Kitto Steez got the remedie
Best believe, the big homies finally can see
That the kid mad sick like he spread disease
And I'm hot, burn so many degrees
I deserve my masters and PhD
I spit fire, like them trees that you breath
I'm a young boy going for the cheese and these dreams of/
Shopping sprees, I'm a prophet
I one-up everybody. You're a soldier, I'm a sergeant
I'm far from callow, we are aloof
I feel infallibility like I'm bulletproof
I was raised in a jungle where there are NO warning shots
Only a warning cock, then a warning drop
Putting you in hearses, no rehearsing
Just curses in cursive and my whole life has been a circus