Corn On The Cob Pt.I Get By Freestyle by Prince Wiser Lyrics
I figure like...Every dope tape got like one of these
Y&P every record cold got like one degree
I Had to follow suit, and tie it up, to see my money tree
Made Kendrick Lamar look like ken
Yeah the Barbie doll
Y'all got the formula formin' up
Better get your George Foreman up
Got that work like a foreman all in ya cornea
Just when I thought that shit couldn't get Cornier
These niggas ain't really doing they job / Corn On The Cob
They pretend like I ain't never been here..
Son a Mirage
They rapping bout how they cruising in cars.. Son a garage
It don't matter if you dark as Tay Diggs or light as Debarge
We black , Muhfucka' I'm back The future is ours
I mean mine, You gotta be closer to sun to get shine
Sunglasses like "how the fuck is he shining inside?"
Give a ring, to Stephen King I got the shining inside
Most of these people blind leading the blind
Fuck a blog who think any one of y'all records is hotter than mine
Couldn't get on a lot of shit.. Cause I don't fit the design
They paying for plays, I'm not and I been paying for days
But that's aight cause Imma' spit in they face
...complex I'm too Complex to be the bomb next
But According to they next up list, I'm dressed up to be the bombs threat
Imma' show em' my arm strong soon as my arm stretch
Imma' catch em' all.. these bird niggas is far'fetched
How the fuck they not see Noah, ain't even far yet
Metta world peace, says my twitter I'm an art-est
I'm too dope for the 2dope I'm the new hope
Mr. Jean Paul, with the hat on I'm the new pope
These underground rappers act like
Overground rappers, I'm over the ground rappers
You will get shut down rappers
I'll body any other rapper in yo' town rappers
"Fuck a give don't I" backwards
I don't give a fuck backwards
How many niggas I know got some pull and ain't help
You don't owe me shit, but fuck you I just do it myself
I floss cause I ain't lost ain't got no L on my belt
And I'll be damn if imma' sit on the shelf
Y'all niggas shit on ya'selves
For entertainment, My flow is considered dangerous
And I really only say it to those that ain't get acquainted
I'm just as famous as Amos, Know exactly where I'm aiming
Anomaly out the matrix with no intention to save it
Just as lyrically as y'all but I take syllables and say shit
2 minutes in, you feeling the sensation
Y'all been patiently waiting.... for the Young & Proud
To settle down, My verses is like a turban
You could wrap yo head around
I could out rap any verses you wrap your head around
Noah Vinson against the world.. Talk about who better now
Ain't no other artist out that's providing a better sound
I been quiet for long enough now shut em' down
Seriously, Vigorously, Can't nobody lyrically kick it with me
Anybody even close to fuckin' wit me get a quickie
16 I mean lyrics...
18 I mean women
24 I mean women
32 women & lyrics
But.. This closed casket to anybody that hears it
Ya favorite rappers don't know him yet they fear it
Now I been searching high and low for some decent supporters
How Y'all say "fuck the mainstream" and yet y'all sippin' the water
Shit ain't in order
This the border they ain't doing shit for ya'
The game ain't worth the machine
You put in green they steal a quarter
I'm a vessel for anybody that did this shit before us
I'm tryina' figure out how they ignore us
It's all who you know...
But fuck it I'm ghost
I done showed my ass
And I ain't have to kiss nobody else ass for a show
[end]
Y&P every record cold got like one degree
I Had to follow suit, and tie it up, to see my money tree
Made Kendrick Lamar look like ken
Yeah the Barbie doll
Y'all got the formula formin' up
Better get your George Foreman up
Got that work like a foreman all in ya cornea
Just when I thought that shit couldn't get Cornier
These niggas ain't really doing they job / Corn On The Cob
They pretend like I ain't never been here..
Son a Mirage
They rapping bout how they cruising in cars.. Son a garage
It don't matter if you dark as Tay Diggs or light as Debarge
We black , Muhfucka' I'm back The future is ours
I mean mine, You gotta be closer to sun to get shine
Sunglasses like "how the fuck is he shining inside?"
Give a ring, to Stephen King I got the shining inside
Most of these people blind leading the blind
Fuck a blog who think any one of y'all records is hotter than mine
Couldn't get on a lot of shit.. Cause I don't fit the design
They paying for plays, I'm not and I been paying for days
But that's aight cause Imma' spit in they face
...complex I'm too Complex to be the bomb next
But According to they next up list, I'm dressed up to be the bombs threat
Imma' show em' my arm strong soon as my arm stretch
Imma' catch em' all.. these bird niggas is far'fetched
How the fuck they not see Noah, ain't even far yet
Metta world peace, says my twitter I'm an art-est
I'm too dope for the 2dope I'm the new hope
Mr. Jean Paul, with the hat on I'm the new pope
These underground rappers act like
Overground rappers, I'm over the ground rappers
You will get shut down rappers
I'll body any other rapper in yo' town rappers
"Fuck a give don't I" backwards
I don't give a fuck backwards
How many niggas I know got some pull and ain't help
You don't owe me shit, but fuck you I just do it myself
I floss cause I ain't lost ain't got no L on my belt
And I'll be damn if imma' sit on the shelf
Y'all niggas shit on ya'selves
For entertainment, My flow is considered dangerous
And I really only say it to those that ain't get acquainted
I'm just as famous as Amos, Know exactly where I'm aiming
Anomaly out the matrix with no intention to save it
Just as lyrically as y'all but I take syllables and say shit
2 minutes in, you feeling the sensation
Y'all been patiently waiting.... for the Young & Proud
To settle down, My verses is like a turban
You could wrap yo head around
I could out rap any verses you wrap your head around
Noah Vinson against the world.. Talk about who better now
Ain't no other artist out that's providing a better sound
I been quiet for long enough now shut em' down
Seriously, Vigorously, Can't nobody lyrically kick it with me
Anybody even close to fuckin' wit me get a quickie
16 I mean lyrics...
18 I mean women
24 I mean women
32 women & lyrics
But.. This closed casket to anybody that hears it
Ya favorite rappers don't know him yet they fear it
Now I been searching high and low for some decent supporters
How Y'all say "fuck the mainstream" and yet y'all sippin' the water
Shit ain't in order
This the border they ain't doing shit for ya'
The game ain't worth the machine
You put in green they steal a quarter
I'm a vessel for anybody that did this shit before us
I'm tryina' figure out how they ignore us
It's all who you know...
But fuck it I'm ghost
I done showed my ass
And I ain't have to kiss nobody else ass for a show
[end]