Rap God by Mumu Fresh Lyrics
Hook:
I am a rap god
I’m so pro black I got black cards
And I spend them in black stores
I’m a black star
I’m a rap god
I am a rap god
Do not confuse me with rap hoes
I am the genuine article
I make these weak niggas uncomfortable
Verse 1:
I’ll make you rewrite your verses
Make you repurpose your purpose
Search for your worth in the curtains
Ain't personal I’m murkin’ everything lurkin’
These dudes butt hurt like they gassy
You ain't got to gas me
I got the laxatives for the untalented
Shittin’ on artists ovеr canvases
Now you can sell just pay me thе damages
I made you feel so insecure? huh
Made you change the line up on the tour
Now you wanna settle the score
But you never learned how to rap, only whore
Give me any beat, Imma bring the heat, any time signature, in any key
Every BPM I come to eat
Ain’t no rapper versatile as me
Hook:
I am a rap god
I’m so pro black I got black cards
And I spend them in black stores
I’m a black star
I’m a rap god
I am a rap god
Do not confuse me with rap hoes
I am the genuine article
I make these weak niggas uncomfortable
(repeat)
Verse 2:
I’m eclipsing my idols
Coming for all of your titles
Don't be nice now, turning lights down
Slow dancing with my rifle
I catch bodies like coroners
Look into my cornea
Every time I see you, you get cornier
They said I smell like food like foreigner
Now I’m about to eat til it ain’t no more than ya
I’m humble, don't get it twisted
I’m burning incense
Don't think you can’t get it?
I fall back cuz I know you need attention
Cut the check I don’t even need a mention
You got it on daddy’s pension
I got it from pressing benches
17 to present tenses
Queen tings boy gon' ahead about your business
See you sniffin'
Premeditated like written
You're sorta smitten
Wanna catch me slippin' so you can slip in
I am the furnace my lips are just the kitchen
I screw these rappers on the bar-b with the fire I be spitting
Shhh listen
Came through dripping
I am the cause and cure of your addiction
Multifaceted when I blast the clip
On you savages I’m ravaging
I’m a rap god, I’m a track star
I run circle around you actors, you are not a factor
Hook:
I am a rap god
I’m so pro black I got black cards
And I spend them in black stores
I’m a black star
I’m a rap god
I am a rap god
Do not confuse me with rap hoes
I am the genuine article
I make these weak niggas uncomfortable
I am a rap god
I’m so pro black I got black cards
And I spend them in black stores
I’m a black star
I’m a rap god
I am a rap god
Do not confuse me with rap hoes
I am the genuine article
I make these weak niggas uncomfortable
Verse 1:
I’ll make you rewrite your verses
Make you repurpose your purpose
Search for your worth in the curtains
Ain't personal I’m murkin’ everything lurkin’
These dudes butt hurt like they gassy
You ain't got to gas me
I got the laxatives for the untalented
Shittin’ on artists ovеr canvases
Now you can sell just pay me thе damages
I made you feel so insecure? huh
Made you change the line up on the tour
Now you wanna settle the score
But you never learned how to rap, only whore
Give me any beat, Imma bring the heat, any time signature, in any key
Every BPM I come to eat
Ain’t no rapper versatile as me
Hook:
I am a rap god
I’m so pro black I got black cards
And I spend them in black stores
I’m a black star
I’m a rap god
I am a rap god
Do not confuse me with rap hoes
I am the genuine article
I make these weak niggas uncomfortable
(repeat)
Verse 2:
I’m eclipsing my idols
Coming for all of your titles
Don't be nice now, turning lights down
Slow dancing with my rifle
I catch bodies like coroners
Look into my cornea
Every time I see you, you get cornier
They said I smell like food like foreigner
Now I’m about to eat til it ain’t no more than ya
I’m humble, don't get it twisted
I’m burning incense
Don't think you can’t get it?
I fall back cuz I know you need attention
Cut the check I don’t even need a mention
You got it on daddy’s pension
I got it from pressing benches
17 to present tenses
Queen tings boy gon' ahead about your business
See you sniffin'
Premeditated like written
You're sorta smitten
Wanna catch me slippin' so you can slip in
I am the furnace my lips are just the kitchen
I screw these rappers on the bar-b with the fire I be spitting
Shhh listen
Came through dripping
I am the cause and cure of your addiction
Multifaceted when I blast the clip
On you savages I’m ravaging
I’m a rap god, I’m a track star
I run circle around you actors, you are not a factor
Hook:
I am a rap god
I’m so pro black I got black cards
And I spend them in black stores
I’m a black star
I’m a rap god
I am a rap god
Do not confuse me with rap hoes
I am the genuine article
I make these weak niggas uncomfortable