Charles Da King - Elevate lyrics

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Charles Da King - Elevate lyrics

Pre-hook: I'm the original You're incorrigible I'm on a pedestal You are just pitiful Yeah you are second rate I'm not a second late Haters are gonna hate I'm gonna elevate Hook: Tryna elevate above the pressure But I've never done it better I been gouda to the cheddar I stayed lighter than a feather I'm not one to hide, but I'm still as tough as leather Hеart as cold as ice, but I'm heating up just like a pеpper Verse 1: I like peppers so I take a habeñero Rub it on the bone marrow Of a sparrow My bars the type to harrow Everyone from you to Ryan Yerrow Watching arrow I'm feral So you're in peril in my apparel Call it a crime Cause I'm Switching my flow on a dime Taking what isn't mine Risking my life on my rhymes It takes time To make time As popular as dateline You fools are Ricky Corvette I'm Johnny Hangtime They tell me "take a break or brake at least" I stepped up out the minor league The haters always whine at me But the fans always pine for me Tryna be brave and not cowardly That can only happen outwardly Losing my grip on reality Angry at everything I forgot how to breathe Big like the Hulk Finna skulk Then beat you to a pulp I put you in my OJ got Tropicana shook All these dumb rappers getting stuck on they hook When they should be stuck on mine I'm like the captain out that book Pre-hook: I'm the original You're incorrigible I'm on a pedestal You are just pitiful Yeah you are second rate I'm not a second late Haters are gonna hate I'm gonna elevate Hook: Tryna elevate above the pressure But I've never done it better I been gouda to the cheddar I stayed lighter than a feather I'm not one to hide, but I'm still as tough as leather Heart as cold as ice, but I'm heating up just like a pepper Verse 2: Again I bring up the concept of longevity My fans said that I better be Rapping until I'm at least 70 And every other second they just pester me I said can you make this music just as well as me Obviously not Finna plop you on a cot Cut you but you blood refuse to clot You lost a lot You seeing spots In the edge of your vision like a horror plot Poke the top of your eye cause I'm so on the dot This is something that you're not okay with Shoulda thought of that when you started hating My music so good, you could start playing Haydn Say spot the difference but you couldn't name it With every line I can prove That even though I'm new I can still rap 4 times better than you Quarter of the songs but quadruple the skill You be popping pills while i run up a mill So chill