Brennus - Brennus is Like lyrics

[Verse 1] Brennus is Like, on the mic showing' his might Might ghost write if your price is right In the rap game, showing I'm not in jeopardy With hot joints you embrace like a broken knee Brennus is Like, a simile of a warrior Flows like a voyager, delivering like a Courier Making messages – You can call me a phone Don't add a Y though, the truths recorded, known and playing in your home Brennus is Like, “so so so self entitled” Makes a diss track for his rival, adds his own name in the title Ryan Malcom isn't kingstons only idol Verses are all I need like a Christine to the bible Brennus is Like, dirtier than purple sprite On loops he's like a toggle… “tight” “He's so farfetched,” Naw dog he's outta sight On beats he beats the hype Brennus is Like, The enemy of Rome Considered kingpin of Kingston but Living in the home of Charron Most rappers are big talk, even on the microphone I'm honest, and still rock mics Bolder than a stone Chosen for this rap game, not in it for the change Unlike a rapper trying to make a profit off my name [Verse 2] It was Ludicrous to Say Move out the way Sounding like a Cow its just beef you create Better watch what you say cause we do not correlate I see right through your ways with my X-rays Telling' me to repent, a remark you must resent False prophets, only in it for the presidents I'll make you history, Gone from the present tense You know I'm gifted; my rap sk** is what my present is Its sad to see you went from fan to emcee But step to me? I got more knowledge then a library I drop science, the Rapper with chemistry Wear your safety gla**es incase of an emergency Real Rappers are gone and you're not as bright as neon With an unstable mental like alkali metals Light you up like Xenon, k**ed and Burry Em' Running out of oxygen cause you make me laugh more than helium You gross, scum, - You dumb - Uhm, Don't rap – Don't rap, don't sing just hum After this song your going to call your mum, or 911 cause I'm on fire Son [Verse 3] Brennus is Like, Jessie Tuggle so call me the hammer That puts the nail in your coffin, my lyrics heavier than an anchor Your Sway and I'm Kanye and you don't have the answers Even when I come with fire, you're not a happy camper Brennus is like, knowing egos like Erik Erikson I'm hot like the son, and heaven sent call me son You're a failed prophet, like Harold Camping Just like in rap you're your not the new born king Call the police because this many shots shouldn't be legal Bullets are heading straight for your cerebral Left feeble because I'm iller than a diseased needle Can't be knocked over, so they made me into a weeble You were scared to call yourself a rapper back in highchool You spit little sh** - I spit flames and schooled I raised the degree then inspired you – but that A Brennus thing, don't let it be bothersome to you Much success to you, even if you wish me the opposite Sooner or later we'll all see who the prophet is [Outro] B.. Bre.. Brennus is like, Brennu, Brennus is like Bre.. Bre.. Brennus is like, like, B.. B.. B.. Brennus is like.. Brennus is like.. Brennus is - Instrumental *k**ing everybody in sight* Brennus is like, Brennus is like - Instrumental *k**ing everybody in sight* B.. B.. B..