Missionary Position by Parody Lyrics
Verse #1
I got a sick way to spit it
Burnt holes through these rhyme books, so you know the flow's acidic
And i know I'm bout to get it, I'm in this bitch to win it
Sunday I'm going to church cause the night before I'm sinning
Im all up in the picture, ain't no way you gonna crop me out
Bout to catch the game, and ain't no way you gonna box me out
They try to lock me out, nigga haven't you heard around
Theres nothing you can possibly do to ever stop the sound
Face it, I'm flowing through your speakers
Even if i spit it slow you niggas can't even keep up
This shit is ill and sick you might even catch a fever
Rocking Brooklyn snapbacks to my red Jordan sneakers
What up
Bridge
Yeah you know I'm on top
Yeah you know I'm on top
Bitch you know I'm on top
And this shit won't ever stop
Hook (x2)
Im bout to get it, yeah I'm gonna get it
With a flow so real, you know you goin have to spit it
I don't know how i do it, i guess its natural instinct
I love this position, i love this position
Verse #2
Rapping day and nights bitch I'm sleeping in the studio
Fucking in the afternoons, i love me some big booty hoes
Pouring out my thoughts on paper until the ink is low
Lyrical cocaine, yeah my shit is dope
Damn, this nigga's painting pictures with his words
So the mic is like the paintbrush and i cannot fight the urge
To splurge all this sick shit, haters say its absurd
But my mind rejects it all cause you know i got the courage
New kid on the block, parody is on the merge
With the rap game, kill everything, yeah the flow is so insane
Name your favorite rappers, yeah i hear a lot of names
But put one of their songs and i swear they sound the same
Damn
Bridge
Yeah you know I'm on top
Yeah you know I'm on top
Bitch you know I'm on top
And this shit won't ever stop
Hook (x2)
Im bout to get it, yeah I'm gonna get it
With a flow so real, you know you goin have to spit it
I don't know how i do it, i guess its natural instinct
I love this position, i love this position
Verse #3
A young kids flow ain't no way you gonna top this
Rap game drafted and you know i am the top pick
Who's the best in this shit? I'm being mentioned in the topic
Call me missionary to this, cause I'm always on top of it
Bring sick melody to some real lyrics
Have to do it right just so you remember who did it
I don't listen to the critics, i ain't even tripping
I just love to hear them bitching and I'm in the back just chilling
I can't believe i can do this for a living
Ironic isn't it cause all i do is straight fucking kill it
And I'm about to spit the truth I'm not afraid to unveil it
I am shooting for the stars like my crib has no ceiling
You're so amazed, that you had to go and film this
I ain't complaining i would to if i was in your position
So hopefully now, you know what the deal is
I'm the illest lyricist that ever came on your playlist
I got a sick way to spit it
Burnt holes through these rhyme books, so you know the flow's acidic
And i know I'm bout to get it, I'm in this bitch to win it
Sunday I'm going to church cause the night before I'm sinning
Im all up in the picture, ain't no way you gonna crop me out
Bout to catch the game, and ain't no way you gonna box me out
They try to lock me out, nigga haven't you heard around
Theres nothing you can possibly do to ever stop the sound
Face it, I'm flowing through your speakers
Even if i spit it slow you niggas can't even keep up
This shit is ill and sick you might even catch a fever
Rocking Brooklyn snapbacks to my red Jordan sneakers
What up
Bridge
Yeah you know I'm on top
Yeah you know I'm on top
Bitch you know I'm on top
And this shit won't ever stop
Hook (x2)
Im bout to get it, yeah I'm gonna get it
With a flow so real, you know you goin have to spit it
I don't know how i do it, i guess its natural instinct
I love this position, i love this position
Verse #2
Rapping day and nights bitch I'm sleeping in the studio
Fucking in the afternoons, i love me some big booty hoes
Pouring out my thoughts on paper until the ink is low
Lyrical cocaine, yeah my shit is dope
Damn, this nigga's painting pictures with his words
So the mic is like the paintbrush and i cannot fight the urge
To splurge all this sick shit, haters say its absurd
But my mind rejects it all cause you know i got the courage
New kid on the block, parody is on the merge
With the rap game, kill everything, yeah the flow is so insane
Name your favorite rappers, yeah i hear a lot of names
But put one of their songs and i swear they sound the same
Damn
Bridge
Yeah you know I'm on top
Yeah you know I'm on top
Bitch you know I'm on top
And this shit won't ever stop
Hook (x2)
Im bout to get it, yeah I'm gonna get it
With a flow so real, you know you goin have to spit it
I don't know how i do it, i guess its natural instinct
I love this position, i love this position
Verse #3
A young kids flow ain't no way you gonna top this
Rap game drafted and you know i am the top pick
Who's the best in this shit? I'm being mentioned in the topic
Call me missionary to this, cause I'm always on top of it
Bring sick melody to some real lyrics
Have to do it right just so you remember who did it
I don't listen to the critics, i ain't even tripping
I just love to hear them bitching and I'm in the back just chilling
I can't believe i can do this for a living
Ironic isn't it cause all i do is straight fucking kill it
And I'm about to spit the truth I'm not afraid to unveil it
I am shooting for the stars like my crib has no ceiling
You're so amazed, that you had to go and film this
I ain't complaining i would to if i was in your position
So hopefully now, you know what the deal is
I'm the illest lyricist that ever came on your playlist