[Intro]
You talking to me?
Yeah Uh
(I'm not a rapper though)
Do the Harlem Shake while I'm rapping
(I'm not a rapper though)
I don't know how to do the Harlem Shake
[Verse 1: Preston Davis]
O-O-O-O-Okay now you can call me Dragon
Actually, Rap God
k**ing any track, any flow, any cypher, man f** it any album that I rap on
I'm Cesar no salad, I'm Wiley no Alex
Coyote so savage
Drink a fifth of Acid then I spit it- at the ma**es
Whose the fastest? Well the flash is
What if I bash his a** with a mallet?
Am I rash to act with malice
If I'm trying to beat y'all to the palace?
And drink grape blood from a gold chalice
And get lost in a wonderland Alice
Cause my style is
Like so ferocious I'll use hypnosis or this dope rap potion
Get my dope raps quoted, I'm a dope a** poet
Tell my n***as po' it
OH ITS GOOD
Get ya boy faded
OH WE HOOD
Worship Preston Davis
OH YOU SHOULD
n***a I'm a beast, quite frankly a Demon, Heathen, k**ing rap n***as- no reason
Breathing magma on swagger jackers I'm leading ma**ive squads of a**a**ins
Don't give a f** man- I'm a black maverick
Y'all wasn't ready for a collab track with Preston and Lil Nikk N9ne
16 bars wrapped inside one line
And I do that sh** like 16 times
Spit a 256-bar verse n***a
Leave yo' whole style rollin' in a Hearse n***a
You all up in my zone that's the wrong turf n***a AH!
[Hook: Rich Leigh]
(Singing) Yeah, you can catch us in the future we on a different level these rappers just can't keep up
Yeah, just wait we're gonna blow up and when we start making paper we ain't gonna slow up
Nah, catch us in the future
Catch us in the future
Catch us in the future, if you ain't f**ing with us now we act like we ain't knew ya
[Verse 2: Preston Davis]
I'm actually a catastrophe
A product of a hot f**, nasty see?
Got my rap style damn near mastered G
Add a double O, D
I'm that and more, I'm bad for sure
MJ when I MK
Finish him, mmkay?
I got you, I Buu, I Majin
n***a pa** my Jin!
Flowing so "GOD DAMN"
Can't nobody stop him
Hopsin Illmind, Top Spin, still grind
Still Hit, still rhyme, I'm a player Quicktime
Movie, do he rap like oowie?
sh** so groovy, kick it like bruce lee! Ah!
(Singing) and can't nobody stop me naw
That's why they wrist is looking sloppy doll
(Rapping) But I got like 20 on my visa, broke as hell
I hope I sell, I'm the God of rap and the Pope as well
I wrote this hell and I'll choke a frail
n***a I'mma rap with a ghostly wail
Lets have a toast I'm the host with the Holy Grail
Can't hold me down, b**h I'm a Don
I'mma free fall ball like Pokemon
[HOOK]
[Verse 3: Lil Nikk N9ne]
Yeah, it's Lil Nikk N9ne
Ah, Oh-Okay
It's no surprise I don't know you guys
The whole team closer than Oprah thighs
Now while the hoes wave like ocean tides
I'm sick as AIDS- Keep hope alive
I told you I can't take no L's
How thee f** am I s'posed to drive?
Milk the game for what its worth
Sell that sh** to Oberweis!
C-Cream of the crop
Me and this rap sh** we go together like two peas in a pod
I know we broke, when we get on this dough n***a don't get it twisted just leave it unlocked
Maybe then
I could run through it, bare no ill-will n***a cuff yo chick
And plus my dick a magic wand
If you don't believe me then f** you trick it's N9ne!
AHHHHH!
[HOOK]
Fade Out