Old man strength oh no by Koshface Jackson Lyrics
King Poetic
(OH NO !)
ALL YOU CORPORATE RAPPERS NEED TO EAT A DICK
(OH NO !)
It’s THIRD WORLD CITIZENS back to smack bitch
(OH NO !)
Cause when it comes rap music we’re the shit
(OH NO !)
And when it comes to you ?
KoshFace
Fuck all that pretty rap
I’m tryin’ to make the heart of the city clap
Like Biggie did before all that Diddy crap
Now every breathe I take, I’m tryin’ to get it back
These suckas callin’ it dope, but they know it’s stepped on
So they get slept on
I’m coming for your head, no protection
Matter of fact, I’m bout to start me a collection
Get gone
There ain’t no need to put a vest on
Swinging for your necks till they’re spillin’ like Exxon
Ya dead wrong
Tryin’ to fuck wit me I’m headstrong
Mumble and curse
I put the wisdom of my life in this verse
Y’all motherfuckers started triflin’ first
It's like this mic is my church
Manifestation of my light after birth
You’ll see how much the touch of Midas is worth
A hustler’s life is the work
Don’t waste a minute of your time on this Earth
Don’t say it’s kind when it’s a dime of the dirt
Don’t say you rhyme, when line for line you simple simon wearing diamonds and skirts
King Poetic
(OH NO !)
ALL YOU CORPORATE RAPPERS NEED TO EAT A DICK
(OH NO !)
It’s THIRD WORLD CITIZENS back to smack bitch
(OH NO !)
Cause when it comes to rap, man, we run this shit
(OH NO !)
OLD MAN STRENGTH, TRICK
KoshFace
Then I flip into beast mode and reload
These bitches ridin’ my dick, they get a free load, tryin’ to freeload
I keep it locked tight as a key code
Scopin’ my enemy through the peephole, like it’s a peep show
And even though I’m rockin’ these sheep's clothes, the street knows
I’m a wolf that’s coming to eat foes
I polish off a cipher like a bag of Doritos
I’m keeping’ it foul, can you handle the free throws ?
Sick of spittin' top dollar raps at these free shows
I’m better than that
Yeah, I said it, said I’m better than rap
Said fuck Yo cheddar, you in bed wit a rat
I’ll put your head in a trap
Hit the release you’ll be dead in a snap
I’ll eat ya heart and leave the rest for the cat
Shit, I’m already fat
Now that I’m weeded, need some head and a nap
Don’t say you ballin’, when you settle for scraps
This ain’t your callin’
All in all you’re just a rookie
These are veteran tracks
(OH NO !)
ALL YOU CORPORATE RAPPERS NEED TO EAT A DICK
(OH NO !)
It’s THIRD WORLD CITIZENS back to smack bitch
(OH NO !)
Cause when it comes rap music we’re the shit
(OH NO !)
And when it comes to you ?
KoshFace
Fuck all that pretty rap
I’m tryin’ to make the heart of the city clap
Like Biggie did before all that Diddy crap
Now every breathe I take, I’m tryin’ to get it back
These suckas callin’ it dope, but they know it’s stepped on
So they get slept on
I’m coming for your head, no protection
Matter of fact, I’m bout to start me a collection
Get gone
There ain’t no need to put a vest on
Swinging for your necks till they’re spillin’ like Exxon
Ya dead wrong
Tryin’ to fuck wit me I’m headstrong
Mumble and curse
I put the wisdom of my life in this verse
Y’all motherfuckers started triflin’ first
It's like this mic is my church
Manifestation of my light after birth
You’ll see how much the touch of Midas is worth
A hustler’s life is the work
Don’t waste a minute of your time on this Earth
Don’t say it’s kind when it’s a dime of the dirt
Don’t say you rhyme, when line for line you simple simon wearing diamonds and skirts
King Poetic
(OH NO !)
ALL YOU CORPORATE RAPPERS NEED TO EAT A DICK
(OH NO !)
It’s THIRD WORLD CITIZENS back to smack bitch
(OH NO !)
Cause when it comes to rap, man, we run this shit
(OH NO !)
OLD MAN STRENGTH, TRICK
KoshFace
Then I flip into beast mode and reload
These bitches ridin’ my dick, they get a free load, tryin’ to freeload
I keep it locked tight as a key code
Scopin’ my enemy through the peephole, like it’s a peep show
And even though I’m rockin’ these sheep's clothes, the street knows
I’m a wolf that’s coming to eat foes
I polish off a cipher like a bag of Doritos
I’m keeping’ it foul, can you handle the free throws ?
Sick of spittin' top dollar raps at these free shows
I’m better than that
Yeah, I said it, said I’m better than rap
Said fuck Yo cheddar, you in bed wit a rat
I’ll put your head in a trap
Hit the release you’ll be dead in a snap
I’ll eat ya heart and leave the rest for the cat
Shit, I’m already fat
Now that I’m weeded, need some head and a nap
Don’t say you ballin’, when you settle for scraps
This ain’t your callin’
All in all you’re just a rookie
These are veteran tracks