[Intro]
Uh
Tell them what I represent
Michigan, Michigan, Michigan, Michigan, Michigan, Michigan
Flint town, b*tch
[Verse 1]
You dealing with a stand up city motherf*cker
We ain't never on no sit down sh*t
Pipe down, I'm a threat in these waters you a ferry boat
Got enough bars to go round like a merry go
Never been a mumbler motherf*cker so they can not compete so
Just debate me you will need a f*cking miracle
f*ckboys better double they effort, you need a little more energy to exert
And when it comes to money we ain't tripping they just start whipping up clumps call them boys nutty professors, goddamn
So come on cletus, Kydd is in this b*tch unborn fetus
I was bread for this like a loaf of wonder
b*tch I drop bombs like a rolling thunder (boom)
Good god I'm on, you off, I'm hot you not, on a track I boss
What separates me from the rest is the route that I take
They just following the path of the lost
Thats why everybody sound the same (woah)
Get on the track with the same flow
Hippity, bippity, wobbity, whippity
Can you understand what they be saying (no)
b*tch it doesn't matter what flow I hit cause' I can hit em' with double time and they'll understand every word that I'm spittin
These b*tches ridiculous mumbling through the industry
I've been intricate with the tone because I practice religiously (whoo)
Everything that I write sincere
Make the rap game my b*tch sorta like this year
You wanna fight, you don't wanna to fight
b*tch I'll shove your head up your homeboys ass so you can fight for air pus*y
Speaking of air pussies rappers queefing on the mic
You all over tighten up
Red rover, red rover, send some real bars over
You looking ridiculous and I can never get into this sh*t and just sit back and reminisce on the days when the radio was dope
Labels buy so many plays, I don't know they ain't broke
And it wouldn't be so bad if the sh*t they promote
Had some originality in the sh*t that they spoke
But that's just me being real whether you like it or not
And if you want to disagree you can suck on a c*ck
Cause I've been doing this sh*t for a minute, I'll diminish a rapper even if I'm put on the spot, ayy
f*cking diss me if you want to, don't tell me homie, show me what you gonna do
We can get it poppin' like some Orville Redenbacher's
Sitting on my shoulders, cause you couldn't get the stove hotter
b*tch I rock the spot, but I drop the tide if you bringing a f*cking problem I will not subside
You bragging about your clothes, the cars but I'm not surprised but you better come up with something else for your ostracized I'm out my mind
I write these lines and practice this sh*t like a thousand times
So the styles sublime
And it seems like rappers like me are shined upon
Knowing damn well we're hungry like its Ramadan
Motherf*cker I get sick of this sh*t
The more music they create the more weaker it gets
Sometimes I kinda wish I was a lawyer with some power, just so I can hit these weak motherf*ckers with a cease and desist
Until they cease to exist
I'm so cold that I'm freezing this b*tch
Rap to me is like a feasible gift
Its so easy for me to spit, I can remix your favorite rappers sh*t in the original you seem to forget
I'm telling you now remember the name
I got a incredible style to sever the game
And if I go any more wild I promise you now
You form a laptop them play it will burst into flames
So grab your extinguisher when you subscribe, and get ready for Whats to come like a di*k when she (aaaaa)
You're a dot to an I, I'm a shark to a minnow
You look very surprised
You didn't expect this lumberjack looking motherf*cker to hit you with something that was actually dope, but looks are deceiving
And I kill it every chance, that I'm given never stop, never slow, b*tch I'm more then appeasing (ayy)
Now go ahead and Ric Flair with that sh*t
b*tch I'm A.I. with the practice (yuuu)
Couldn't write the sh*t that I imagine
Like I said I walk on you, I'm a fire breathing dragon
Its Kydd b*tch