Respeckonize by Klazik Lyrics
No room in the game for lames that’s making whack records
Stay away from the booth if you ain’t a wax wrecker
When it comes to rhyme kickin’ I’m the black Beckham
Y’all are black and deckers on max vacuum setting
The suck status is catastrophe level
These rappers are whacktastic, it has to get better
They’re thr Mr. Fantastic, elastic fellows of fact stretching
Somebody get the myth busters and the fact checkers
You know what? I ain't playin’ no games
When it come to my name don’t play with my name put some respeck on it
Respect the fact that whenever I’m on the track I come correct on it
Illmatic immaculate raps, homie I perfected it
They should’ve never slept on it or neglected it
Style through the roof, I’m Santa on Christmas
Getting like me should be on everybody’s wishlist
Tell billboard to throw me on that hit list
Your names on that these niggas ain’t shit list
One of the illest in the bar business
You get it straight no chaser when I’m bartending
Better respeckonize
Better respeckonize
Respect my track record
Recognize my rap wreckage
Check my resume
Listen we get lyrically sick
Lickedy split
No remedy
Respect the technician who rhythmically rip
Any beat given I’m a living eclipse
Steal your shine with a lyric you get it
Listen these gimmicks got me feelin’ like Jiminy Cricket
With your wanna be real Pinocchio flows
It ain’t no strings on me
You let ‘em puppet you
Ain’t no fingerprints on me
I’m untouchable
It’s one me not two
I/m me there’s no substitute
You gets no respect out here we don’t fuck with you
Don’t look at me think that we alike
I’m elite in life
It’s money, power, respect the main tree of life
Went from living check to check
To doing business so big I double check the check
King pen when I flex text never step and fetch
Fresh the way I line shit up
Check my etch- a- sketch
Better respeckonize
Better respeckonize
Respect my track record
Recognize my rap wreckage
Check my resume
Stay away from the booth if you ain’t a wax wrecker
When it comes to rhyme kickin’ I’m the black Beckham
Y’all are black and deckers on max vacuum setting
The suck status is catastrophe level
These rappers are whacktastic, it has to get better
They’re thr Mr. Fantastic, elastic fellows of fact stretching
Somebody get the myth busters and the fact checkers
You know what? I ain't playin’ no games
When it come to my name don’t play with my name put some respeck on it
Respect the fact that whenever I’m on the track I come correct on it
Illmatic immaculate raps, homie I perfected it
They should’ve never slept on it or neglected it
Style through the roof, I’m Santa on Christmas
Getting like me should be on everybody’s wishlist
Tell billboard to throw me on that hit list
Your names on that these niggas ain’t shit list
One of the illest in the bar business
You get it straight no chaser when I’m bartending
Better respeckonize
Better respeckonize
Respect my track record
Recognize my rap wreckage
Check my resume
Listen we get lyrically sick
Lickedy split
No remedy
Respect the technician who rhythmically rip
Any beat given I’m a living eclipse
Steal your shine with a lyric you get it
Listen these gimmicks got me feelin’ like Jiminy Cricket
With your wanna be real Pinocchio flows
It ain’t no strings on me
You let ‘em puppet you
Ain’t no fingerprints on me
I’m untouchable
It’s one me not two
I/m me there’s no substitute
You gets no respect out here we don’t fuck with you
Don’t look at me think that we alike
I’m elite in life
It’s money, power, respect the main tree of life
Went from living check to check
To doing business so big I double check the check
King pen when I flex text never step and fetch
Fresh the way I line shit up
Check my etch- a- sketch
Better respeckonize
Better respeckonize
Respect my track record
Recognize my rap wreckage
Check my resume