Absolute Control by Kwame Jhosef Lyrics
Kwame Jhosef's Verse:
Got a tweet from my nigga said I should jump on this
Yeah we stomp in your hood, your whole metropolis
Give them a beat and a verse they still can't murder shit
These crazy wannabes think its all about smoking cannabis
King of the jungle my nigga I'm like a lion is
Y'all niggas pussies with titties y'all like a lioness
A young nigga I'm still learning to rap
But trust me my sixteen make your album look whack, Trust
In fact nigga I'm Einstein with a pair of Jays
That only mean that I got swag and a pair of brains
That girl an educated bitch she gimme mad brain
These hoes act nice only coz you getting' a lil' fame
So many polo my closet look like a carousel
Grown men business fuck these kids like a pedophile
Oh damn I'm the hottest in this shit
If y'all disagree then y'all can take a piss, bitch
I school rappers I'm back packing these new niggas
A bad boy I'm Sean combing these motherfuckers
Nothing ever impossible when you with my team
Tingle round in business nigga I kill your self esteem
And I don't fly no more nigga I levitate
And we don't give a fuck like nigga we stay celibate
Its three niggas one beat and yeah we killing it
Life like a movie bitch I am the ventriloquist
[Verse 2 : A-Clipse]
It's that piece of mind, most of these fake 'real' rappers leave behind
They redefine the real rap, make it seem declined
Thinking they always 'go hard' with them feeble rhymes
It's the same reason I don't see most of these people shine
I swear to God, my wack bars are your lethal lines
Me then you never go fi crush, we're like the Equals sign
I know you're thinking that you're dope and all that
But what you wrote is all crap, I spit flows of illegal kind
It's high time that you're spittin' something meaningful
I don't even lie and they say I'm unbelievable
It's so sad that these rappers wrote trash
And they claiming that they spittin' punches but we only see 'em blow
There's no beefin' though, I don't wanna take it there
But I got a point for these rappers, lemme make it clear
If you ball, it don't mean you can kick it with me
You could try, you would die like you niggas came in pairs
How can you tell me that Hiphop dead?
Real bars from Day 1, man I zip up tracks
Real niggas are a dying breed, I could bring the healing
But I'm feeling it'll wear off like flip flops, chaps
I'm still sleeping on your best verse
I kill niggas, my wack verse a black hearse
"Smoke them niggas!", I was told by Kay-T
So I'm bringin in the coffin like smoke in my chest hurts
Kay-T's Verse :
Goddamn Im So Disgusted How Pitiful
Beatin down the block acting like these niggas feelin you
I mean its cool if you do shit in your living room
Take hip hop outside then I'mma have to get personal
These dumb fuck boys thinking that they all that
Think they mean muggin they be thuggin in that all black
I mean that's so wack you muggin in an all black?
Fucking with ma set and get a clip see thats all black
Naah forreal i know some dudes that let that tech fly
Leave a hole so B.I.G you'd think that they from bedstuy
Mean why u niggas trynna claim ma biz?
You beating me? Even Martin Didn't Dream That Big
Naah forreal yall make me sick maarfuckers i should just spit on you
Thinking that you illy nigga ill hospital you
Trynna act tough like you cocking thing
Show you i snap bones like an x-ray machine
Know we ain't stoppin till our face be on them magazines
Then they send that paper faster than a fax machine
But naaw......yall can't see me im gone as Burnett or Judas
Passing patron armed with rougers
Ma mind entirely fascinated niggas think they rule us
I said Judas and rougers cos Fo' i snitch on ma fam i turn ma dome to a tuber
Wait....say halleluja...now this the point i school ya
Im Beethoven fused with a sensei this that joint that'll move ya
Flow 187 bruh packs Glocks
Nigga your set full uh chickens go cluck
I got a knife in ma hand and the director says cut
You ain't feeling like a goose i suggest you just duck
Thats loaded lux in your speakers trick
That means you getting work in your speakers biiiitch
Yh im crazy shit
Sawn off catch you slipping then its oops upside your head like you crazy shit
Im with a crazy bitch
Head game dope best believe i gave her B+
Now thats an 80's bitch
I wrote this verse mediocre go ask me why
Cos i know some dumb fucks gon be stupid enough to try
TSE!
Got a tweet from my nigga said I should jump on this
Yeah we stomp in your hood, your whole metropolis
Give them a beat and a verse they still can't murder shit
These crazy wannabes think its all about smoking cannabis
King of the jungle my nigga I'm like a lion is
Y'all niggas pussies with titties y'all like a lioness
A young nigga I'm still learning to rap
But trust me my sixteen make your album look whack, Trust
In fact nigga I'm Einstein with a pair of Jays
That only mean that I got swag and a pair of brains
That girl an educated bitch she gimme mad brain
These hoes act nice only coz you getting' a lil' fame
So many polo my closet look like a carousel
Grown men business fuck these kids like a pedophile
Oh damn I'm the hottest in this shit
If y'all disagree then y'all can take a piss, bitch
I school rappers I'm back packing these new niggas
A bad boy I'm Sean combing these motherfuckers
Nothing ever impossible when you with my team
Tingle round in business nigga I kill your self esteem
And I don't fly no more nigga I levitate
And we don't give a fuck like nigga we stay celibate
Its three niggas one beat and yeah we killing it
Life like a movie bitch I am the ventriloquist
[Verse 2 : A-Clipse]
It's that piece of mind, most of these fake 'real' rappers leave behind
They redefine the real rap, make it seem declined
Thinking they always 'go hard' with them feeble rhymes
It's the same reason I don't see most of these people shine
I swear to God, my wack bars are your lethal lines
Me then you never go fi crush, we're like the Equals sign
I know you're thinking that you're dope and all that
But what you wrote is all crap, I spit flows of illegal kind
It's high time that you're spittin' something meaningful
I don't even lie and they say I'm unbelievable
It's so sad that these rappers wrote trash
And they claiming that they spittin' punches but we only see 'em blow
There's no beefin' though, I don't wanna take it there
But I got a point for these rappers, lemme make it clear
If you ball, it don't mean you can kick it with me
You could try, you would die like you niggas came in pairs
How can you tell me that Hiphop dead?
Real bars from Day 1, man I zip up tracks
Real niggas are a dying breed, I could bring the healing
But I'm feeling it'll wear off like flip flops, chaps
I'm still sleeping on your best verse
I kill niggas, my wack verse a black hearse
"Smoke them niggas!", I was told by Kay-T
So I'm bringin in the coffin like smoke in my chest hurts
Kay-T's Verse :
Goddamn Im So Disgusted How Pitiful
Beatin down the block acting like these niggas feelin you
I mean its cool if you do shit in your living room
Take hip hop outside then I'mma have to get personal
These dumb fuck boys thinking that they all that
Think they mean muggin they be thuggin in that all black
I mean that's so wack you muggin in an all black?
Fucking with ma set and get a clip see thats all black
Naah forreal i know some dudes that let that tech fly
Leave a hole so B.I.G you'd think that they from bedstuy
Mean why u niggas trynna claim ma biz?
You beating me? Even Martin Didn't Dream That Big
Naah forreal yall make me sick maarfuckers i should just spit on you
Thinking that you illy nigga ill hospital you
Trynna act tough like you cocking thing
Show you i snap bones like an x-ray machine
Know we ain't stoppin till our face be on them magazines
Then they send that paper faster than a fax machine
But naaw......yall can't see me im gone as Burnett or Judas
Passing patron armed with rougers
Ma mind entirely fascinated niggas think they rule us
I said Judas and rougers cos Fo' i snitch on ma fam i turn ma dome to a tuber
Wait....say halleluja...now this the point i school ya
Im Beethoven fused with a sensei this that joint that'll move ya
Flow 187 bruh packs Glocks
Nigga your set full uh chickens go cluck
I got a knife in ma hand and the director says cut
You ain't feeling like a goose i suggest you just duck
Thats loaded lux in your speakers trick
That means you getting work in your speakers biiiitch
Yh im crazy shit
Sawn off catch you slipping then its oops upside your head like you crazy shit
Im with a crazy bitch
Head game dope best believe i gave her B+
Now thats an 80's bitch
I wrote this verse mediocre go ask me why
Cos i know some dumb fucks gon be stupid enough to try
TSE!