Conflicted Prodigy - Out Your Lips lyrics

[Verse 1 : ARMAGEDDON] Armageddon and CP Rapping like that Natey t Spitting on our enemies Rap like this it's a felony With a legacy Like a Kennedy Verbal shots it's a remedy Hearing all your jealousy Find your own identity Rhyming like a parody Up against a pair of kings You can not compare to me The air I breathe, I might OD You might just see The other side to me Look around, isosceles And i might just be Honestly I'm a beast Hitting them up so that they might fall down Not so fast when they hit that ground Wait hol' up, you hear that sound? Hear it spreading across the town People stop as they hear the word Rap is dead, b**h thats absurd While I'm still here its going strong Rap justice league, I'm batman Tired of all the talking, yeah Will you really listen, yeah Cooking in this kitchen man I swear we're on a mission And i got these birches kissIng But no they're not no victims unless they're with him then I kick em [Hook : Jaxon] 50 rounds thats 50 licks Kicking sh** in with the sh**s If you dont really know me well then Keep my name outside ya lips Me my team we be so lit Behind me yea thats my clique If you don't really know me well then Keep my name outside ya lips [ Verse 2: Conflicted Prodigy] Pardon me, I'm sorry It's been a while, remember me? You can call me Frano Masters, most say I'm a Prodigy Unconsciously, I rose to the top with high velocity Atrocity, the way I murder each verse is an anomaly Monstrosity, that's what I am because there's no one like me Mythology, I'm that guy they mentioned in the prophecy Bow down to me, I think owe everyone an apology You see I know I'm not the best, because the best is even less than me I'm just trying to make a name for myself I don't have to say I'm better than anyone else Tell me, who is it you're listening to now? The Master, you know I'm the cat's meow Dogs barking at me, b*tches trying to get my attention But none of them said a word, before my ascension The past has pa**ed, they've missed their Chance's Prom Night, I don't want nothing from them, but dances [Hook: Jaxon] Ooh keep my name out Ooh keep my name out My name out your lips [Verse 3: Conflcited Prodigy] I'm training on this beat Getting better; I hit it and leave I pa** it to the team Armageddon bout to catch this heat It's elementary, old school with the way I rhyme you see You asked for more Room Service? Hope you enjoy, bon appetite [Verse 3: ARMAGEDDON] We say it right, man f** your meme You talking sh** you better leave We'll track you down, stalk your dreams Freddy in some brand new jeans You new school rappers some unloved teens That's why we'll come back my any means And when you see us on the magazines Remember that we're the team