Cris the Kid - Spit Bars lyrics

[Verse 1] Yo Another lonely night in my car, regardless Spit Bars Bars aim far, they just shot down a star My flow can aim to space, or your face Either way will leave you amazed I’m something special, no doubt about that When I say I’m the best, I’m only spittin’ the facts Catch my EP, receive a lesson on rap It hits you vicious, knocks you straight to your a** I’m pissed off tonight, cause I’m always alone Another fight with my mom, can’t even go home Still smell like work, couldn’t shower, just spray some Cologne I should’ve listened and just lowered my tone I’m sorry mama, was only born to give you drama One day, you’ll get it all in return like karma Just give my time to write more rhymes And show the world that your son is devine Slow down, okay slow it down ! You enter my town best believe you turn around Orange County, representin’ Tustin, I been hustlin’ My teachers said I would join a gang and be nothin’ No need for a gun with lyrics I’m bustin’ And yes I am a dropout And yes I drop flows out of my mouth And yes that’s what I do for a livin’ These flows attack you harder than San Quentin Bringin’ back the real, this sh**s sealed OG pa**es the cards, I’m ready to deal This is my time, k** beats like L.A crime Never convicted, judge rules I’m too good when I ryhmee Kick my raps old school like Vietnam Approach a verse strong, homeboy let’s get it on Wake you up like an alarm, with another illCap song So you can bump us all night long This sh** wasn’t even mastered, this sh** just released This ain’t on my EP, not in it for the cream This for all of you to see I’m comin’ While y’all keep walkin’, I pa** by cause I’m runnin’ I’m fast, I’m like flash on blast And that’s not even including the mask I go crazy, damn straight I go berserk Only go to my doctor appointments, to hit on the nurse I’m so slick, Cris the Kid and illCap back in the mix And I’m finishin’ this song at 4:36 In the mornin’, in a few Ima be snorin’ Yet emotions keep pourin’ Give it all when I write, so my fans neva think I’m borin’ I’m soarin’, all the way to the top And I’m bringin’ my mom and my pops Rest In Peace to Aida Blanco, before I close If you didn’t know who I was, well now you know