C. Papi - f**in' Problem Freestyle lyrics

[Intro:] I can't tolerate most of these n***as/ The sad thing is that i gotta stand close to these n***as/ Coaching these n***as just to try and see growth in these n***as/ they gym slobs that under breath go rim job and fund the ref and [Bridge:] Most these n***as run the net 3 years straight, and keep the heat lit/ Big break, hit TV. And spit some weak sh**/ Nahh BET would get a f**ing sheet brick/ And if i can't think of nothing else hotter bet i repeat this/ I'm still leaking flows that turn beats to complete mist/ Money roots I break bread you see a prefix/ You Talking bout you need hits? Deep sh**/ Where was you on all them nights when me and Leekie couldn't eat sh**?/ [Verse 1:] But i been about my gristle scrap, when its vigil i riddle raps/ My front line official Head first and get a missle sacked/ I heard them n***as wired? They gripple snatched and it follow/ Hollows out the 32, yeah that Pistol long as a Wiffle Bat/ Whistle stacks, born from the bottom I incest the gravel/ Catching capsules strong enough to wreck ya castle/ Pull the toxin out and then i stretch for battle/ Box em out until they on the rope to pick one; they you Get hung or you can catch the la**o/ High cla** gang so F a ta**el, it's not in mind/ It Seems as though the fruits of my labor turned to a rotten vine/ With a plot and grind and plus we heard that yo trap hot/ We get yo trap popped and we jack pot cuz that slot is mine!/ A Prophet spitting so logical them n***a's give PAC a fine/ ... Okay fine, At least 2chainz and them/ Cable casted and fable ga**ing label men that's stating how they fly a night then buy a sprite, get brave and dip some maple in/ [Bridge:] They stapled in, I stifle wordsmiths in these idle Hurst's/ Make em bite the surface then skip town and I Skype the service/ Vision it, I'm just that ignorant teen that's always hype in person/ A vital merchant that keep more green than your recycled verses/ Cite your purpose, everybody rapping for a couple thousand/ And when did loving bad b**hes become a f**ing problem?!/ Shout out to Compton, I f** with problem/ Even If I'm underground forever, I still level volumes that can shovel albums!/ [Verse 2:] Shuttle popping when we ain't training we put the shock in her/ Locker, lock up the logic, pull the socket, call Shebib, they know/ 40 gotta watch for us../ Meanwhile I'm popping up with Tyler while he Twist more L's than flipping swastikas/ Naj and Divine watching I'm piling profits to butcher knife/ Big faces pockets got dom Kennedy look-a-likes/ They prolly' wanting lines so i tally up and then cook a bite/ That Prolly got em Molly high, they calling me to book a flight/ You keep them hookers hype? they beg me to make the Pearl gushy/ But them b**hes ain't with the mission, why in the world should we?/ Girl keep it blunt, she roll her tongue and then pearl woodies/ And twirl as long as she don't get it on my Earl hoodie/ Homie caught a case cuz a corporate had quarter bones/ And now he Missing Court and Home He Got Caught With A Quarter Strong/ But he sip Quart and Roam right back to the Corner Stone/ Quarters on, trigger fingers they itch with the Cortisone/ [Bridge:] Sunset, That's when We Eat; That Ramadan Kinda Grind/ Y'all crossed the common line when y'all Rhyme Facade about Homicides/ And all black boat shoes, designer spine/ slow ranges, Gold chains that's matching the promenade Amistads/ Talking all kinda lies, just to make a couple thousand?/ Obviousy finding somebody real is still a f**ing problem/ I wish some asylum would go protest with hands out cuz I'd rather Go Deaf than Jam out to f**ing Island/ [Verse 3:] I'm a problem child that obviously got some issues left/ I pipe em up for crystal meth/ I'm hiking up you bluffing/ I'm Rushing to turn your men brunette, them choppas come in spin roulette/ You pray two long noses then i bend you with the Hindu-et/ All these groups s** so now its taking me to lead the dream/ And plus My PETA ring hitting every bar with the creatine/ If these actors don't flea the scene I lacerate em/ Forced me to decapitate and turn that action slate into a guillotine/ That's chopping at they neck and such/ Even if it don't off em still I Squeeze you in coffins once them doctors had to stretch you up!/ Or Vest you up cuz desert eagles pecking through your pecs and such/ That 52 drawn I declare war when that deck is up!/ I'm decking every record, y'all faked it but this where karma Plays/ We been discarded A's, For them pennies we took the harder way/ Yo time clipped, mines got barber razors to start the rage/ Ain't sign no deal but I pulled the pen out and soon as the pin dropped, ITS ALL GRENADES! [Bridge:] It's hard to pave a way when these f**ing followers truck and pile em/ Nu Gawds painting, these pacing paganists Stuck in Sodom/ Now I bust a lines and duck and dodge em/ Because most these n***as post a song up it go bottom and they go f**ing possum/ 21-5 I'll f**ing dial em, it's f**ing solemn/ Like.. When did liking to f** become a f**ing problem?/ Shout out to ----- and f** his album/ And f** his column that destroyed music and f** who ever f**ing allowed him!/ [Outro:] Tell Kendrick he gotta put another list out now/ Cuz I'm the hottest lil n***a with a lisp out now/ Nahhh the hottest lil n***a putting sh** out-