[Intro Skit]
[Verse 1]
Err' morning baptized with New York tap
It's been a minute since I've been given a New York dap
These days it's like slap, pound
I've been travelin', I've been babblin'
Rapid ryhmes for rapid runs
Just the Latin runs in my blood
Pumpin the pa**ing sounds of the cityscape
How many Wikis does it take to get a chick with a pretty face?
Yeah, and I send a few dick pics
Get back to me, I don't give a sh**, it's
Just like a litmus test
But it's more about the litness
Rather than it, the kid's acidic
I don't really know about [?] sh**
All I know about roll an ounce in the kitchen
And I been sippin' on, sippin' on brew
Crippin' on like my life depended on
Bet it ain't slippin' out my palm
I ain't slippin', I'm sittin' on the corn-er
Err, say a word of what you heard
I lay by the bridge, I concur refers to the crib
[Bridge]
I'm a rap cat, you a rat act
You either too industry or you backpack
Man let's not get into that, get into that
Damn you got to live with that, live with that
[Verse 2]
What it do, man? I'm the new man
Comin' through with a new stance on what you knew, fam'
How you know what you know
That's why I don't know sh** but licks and some dough
Some piff, a b**h, and a bowl
Cat's act like the sh** don't go
Cats better act like, "sh**, it can snow"
Just a glitch of the globe
Just a shake of the globe and I'm taking control
Cats can't take what they know, they faked in a mold
I rap from scratch, I'm made in a bowl
Made by moms, made by my pops
Turned to a don, learned at the stop
Pastor Pat said it, it's the rapture
Y'all can't rap with, y'all can't capture
A picture and play
Just with sh** that you say, spit that I spray
I can tell you b**hmade by the sh** that you say
[Bridge 2]
Lil Ralph, Lil Wik
Lil Me, Pat
[Verse 3]
Ralph tryna get in me, ain't tryna let him be, nah
That represent the hell in me
I've been tellin' y'all bout how the stress done made a mess of me
They ain't faking what the measures be
And interviewers still tryna figure out the recipe
Even if I gave it, couldn't cook it
I've been staying out of bookings
I've been staying in myself
I ain't sayin that he lookin' for the [?] under the shelf
Half the sh** I rap about, man, I should be saying it myself
And I'm saying it aloud
I'm a-sayin' that I'm proud
In the back of my mind
Got my pride in a pouch
And I'm tryin' not to pout, I'm tryin' not to pout
Tryin' not to pout
But I'm a cry baby on time out on the side of the couch
And I'm signing me out
Not
Can't stop the rhymes in my mouth
And I said this before
Pathetic pat, prophetic pat, what I said anymore
Pat back with the raps that get ya hat mashed
Hand on your hair when I said the sh** you can't catch
(Dick right now, right quick, huh?)
Pat's back
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