Colt - k**ing Rap godz lyrics

[Intro] Aye (echo) I know this response is a bit overdue But I'ma hit you wit it anyway Chaisson on la track Let's go! [Hook] This is for all you 'rap godz.' What in the heck is wrong wit all of you artists Why do you gotta attack God You really stupid if you continue to attack God This is for all you 'rap godz.' What in the heck is wrong wit all of you artists Why do you gotta attack God You're really stu-st-stup-pid if you continue to attack God [Interlude] (This isn't a diss track. I just wanna share my heart. This is what I'm feelin. Check it out. Chaisson on la track.) [Verse 1] I'm a rap bot comin to attack rap godz How dare you call yoself a rap god Don't ever attack God You think you're the god of rap I dare you to say that to God He made the planets, the stars, and Mars (That's a wrap) And you made a track callin yourself the lord of rap Maybe you are a god Not a god of rap But a god of crap That's why I'm on this track and exposin the facts Of these cats That are settin traps To get you listenin to they raps But I won't have it So I'ma trash it and bash it Kick it and stick it to ya Goin off like booyah Honestly, I'm hardly happy at the fact that chu wanna compare yourself to the Almighty Scratch that, I'm not happy at all Rappers are playin hooky when they see me comin Cause I'm Godzilla and they Tokyo Long story short, they need reconstruction after an encounter with me Homie, I'm nuthin to play with Dudes talkin bout throwin dollas But when they hear me holla on a track They get silent Then they get back with you on that I be keepin em guessin Some consider my flow a blessin And they appreciate the flowin And want me to keep goin So I'ma give em what they want Chaisson on la track kickin em And knockin em down Draggin em on the ground I let em get up But they tumblin and stumblin So I let em get they consciousness back Then I go for another attack And after that, I'm screamin it on the track Got a problem with that Other rappers are doin it You listenin to them, right? Rappers lookin at me and sayin "Who is this kid? He's doin what he's doin to represent the name of Yeshuah." Well, looks like ol boy smarter than I thought Could be just a thought Give honor where honor is due Well when it comes to you That's untrue Cause you only recognize poo And you spew it in your music But I ain't having it So I'm bashin it and smashin it Stashin it wherever I feel the need Makin these dudes ears bleed But that's not my intentions, indeed Not smokin weed But I'm high Defy the Christ Boy, I'd rather die Still rappin, but I'm almost outta room I ain't even go zoom yet But I swear, I will soon Gotta end the verse now, or I never will So I gotta bring the hook back [Hook] [Interlude] (Round two, let's go) [Verse 2] Ayo, the industry done made a mistake lettin me up in this Cause honestly, C.o.l.t. is a monster He's awful Poppin off on whatever track he hops on Speed intensifying Human speed defying Comin in rockin and shockin and poppin Not carin who's in the way I'ma truck em If you don't wanna get hit, then duck Unless you wanna tell your friends "I was struck." I pray when you at that gate, it don't shut in ya face Boy, better pray for grace Still rappin at a speedy pace Rappers talkin bout k**in and stealin, but ain't nobody got time for that Uh, poppin like a kernel Or poppin like a pimple But either way, I'm gonna be goin off on the track And I'm gonna be Hittin you with the adrenaline Prayin that chur not feelin em When it comes to rap godz, I be k**in em Aye man, you gotta calm down How can I when these dudes are callin them-selves rap godz Let's get this straight No humans' perfection can stay straight But you prolly don't give a *gasp* about what I'm sayin though I'm just prayin that you do Cause in the end It all depends On who you followin Aye [Hook] [Outro] Real talk though Ya'll gotta pray for them boys Hopsin, Eminem, Kanye, Jay-Z, & anyone else following the path of Satan, man Chaisson on la track I'm out