Big K.R.I.T. - Mt. Olympus lyrics

Now they wanna hear a country n***a rap Five albums in, I swear a country n***a snap Thought they wanted trap, thought they wanted ba** Thought they wanted molly, thought they wanted drank f** them n***as, now they wanna hear a country n***a rap Five albums in, I swear a country n***a snap Thought they wanted gold, thought they wanted shine Thought they wanted radio, b**h make up your mind (Yeah ho) All this attention, I don't even know what I might even do with it That Control beat is like an ugly b**h that everybody done f**ed raw Maybe you hit it Aww man, I'm more concerned why n***as been textin' my cell, callin' my phone Ask me about this Kendrick sh**, that he ain't even really even diss me on I ain't drawn to all this propaganda, rap sh** 'bout as real as Santa Now I'm lyrical all of the sudden Well last year they claim they ain't understand me I'm buryin' n***as, and pissin' on they graves Another n***a, other n***a name on your chain And they call me a slave n***as scared of this country boy, lord forbid I catch a body In the studio tryna calm your soul Lookin' at your manager, I think Krizzle got me I put you in the trunk with these subwoofers 5th wheel in my shottie I'm so prolific with these scriptures they might give me a Bible Page 1, come here son Mind your manners, just be cool I know you lame when you was in school The little fame you ain't used to And it was easy for you to move through English cla** with your own thesaurus Like one of these days I'm gonna be a rapper But all my verses gonna be borrowed So I'ma take from all these Southern artists That mainstream never heard of Recycle all of they lingo And make sure I screw my words up Bravo for your swagger-jackin' I'm overwhelmed by your dedication You actually fooled these people into thinkin' That your music was innovative Frustrated Rap battlin' never got me out of no public housin' You tellin' me I can be King of Hip-Hop And they wouldn't give it to Andre 3000? n***a please, this award ain't got sh** to do with us God could physically come down and say "he the greatest My favorite, y'all should listen, he have potential To outlive the heatwave I'ma send through this motherf**er And rebuild for a whole 'nother other culture" And that wouldn't be enough So f** these haters and f** these hoes Damn right I still mean that Now they wanna hear a country n***a rap Five albums in, I swear a country n***a snap Thought they wanted trap, thought they wanted ba** Thought they wanted molly, thought they wanted drank f** them n***as, now they wanna hear a country n***a rap Five albums in, I swear a country n***a snap Thought they wanted gold, thought they wanted shine Thought they wanted radio, b**h make up your mind f** them n***as Hope the hook wasn't too simple Either way n***a, I wrote it Yes, I made the beat, yes, I mixed the track I am far from wack, you a one-trick pony I don't fall in line, I define what's rhyme f** what you was thinkin', bloggers they can quote it Lotta rappers buried underneath my house They know what I'm 'bout, you ain't even know it Overdosed on hocus-pocus, jibber-jabber Snap on my stature was firebreathin' dragon King of every castle, how you signin' rappers? All these labels must be givin' out a raffle Wranglin' like cattle, keep a n***a shackled Leavin' people baffled, tap dance n***a Misleadin' all of your rap fans, n***a Might as well just do a lap dance, n***a Sap a** n***a Do whatever for some dap a** n***a I ain't got time To watch out for children, stay out my kitchen The sh** that I'm cookin' ain't meant for your kind Crackin' and bashin' the sh** out your spine King with a crown, humble and tall Tyrants never keep quiet, they'd rather be violent So I'm beheading them all! The lay of the land, I'm settin' fire to buildings and bridges You ain't sell out a show until you sell out one in Mississippi What's good for Hip Hop may not be good for my soul So, I keep flexin', wreckin', for the people that respect it Check it, f** a Control Bih! Now they wanna hear a country n***a rap Five albums in, I swear a country n***a snap Thought they wanted trap, thought they wanted ba** Thought they wanted molly, thought they wanted drank f** them n***as, now they wanna hear a country n***a rap Five albums in, I swear a country n***a snap Thought they wanted gold, thought they wanted shine Thought they wanted radio, b**h make up your mind f** them n***as! Yea, I said it, f** them n***as! Yea, I said it, f** them n***as! Yea, I said it, thought they wanted radio, b**h make up your mind f** them n***as!