J.K. The Reaper - Who Is J.K. The Rapper lyrics

[Intro] Who is J.K.? What is a J.K.? Just Kidding, Jabbie... Jabbie McJabbington Ol' Bum a** n***a Wa**up wit' that fro though? [1st verse] Who the n***a with the Loser Life? Wit' a pen, the illest sh** he write With FANG so don't think twice. Eazy-E in the tape deck, right Gate City hoes say "He Nice." Dressed in all black like the night, "I think that's Wesley Snipes" Nah brother that's Jabbie McJabbington I came through on some savage sh** Wrappin' rappers in plastic while I just sh** on they packaging f** the mixing & mastering. Keep it raw like O.D.B O.G. told me my souls the key to your heart opening My poetry make you say yes like Floetry & I'm flowingly saying "f** you" to the n***as that ain't notice me f** yo dream, middle finger up like f** yo team Yea, this sh** gets ocean deep See he be that n***a from 93, teen. Smokin' on all'a that green seed Planted inside of my arteries. Part of me is partially "f** the world." But the other half wanna take over it, but I'm over it Find a girl, slide in her ovaries & I'm potent g Like the kush that I breath & I can't even see Like who is that dude in the mirror? It's a holocaust for these rappers, k**'em all so i'll clearer n***a [Hook] I be rollin' through the city. Keep it low, Keep it low Them women when they see me. Yea they know, Yea they know But them n***as when they come though. Yea they act like they don't s**a n***as always frontin', pretending like they don't know Like "Who the f** is that n***a!?" I don't know, I don't know "Who the f** is that n***a!?" I don't know, I don't know Like "Who the f** is that n***a!?" I don't know, I don't know Like Who the f** is YOU n***a!? "I don't know, I don't know." [2nd verse] Who the n***a that don't got no chain? Who the n***a that say f** the fame? Lames in the same lane got me strained Maintain while I bring you that flame Like Charmander of the game Fang Gang cells run through my veins All I got is my flow & my name, don't forget it Me & You the same, if you wit' it Gotta dumb it down for the people that don't get it But I gotta turn it up for the people that really feel it From the beginning my n***a I been spittin' the illest sh** Whether freestyle of written I'm always tempted to k** it Got the words of a k**er, Got the mind of a healer I'm the lyrical Hitler Give up if you thinkin' you can f** wit' a n***a The competition is ended with a fatality finish I'm like Dennis the Menace To these f** a** critics that be judgin' me, figure You think you know me, but just because you ride my dick Don't mean we f**in' homies See I know you getting lonely but b**h stop depending on me Last year you was like "Who is that? ...Just a n***a that rap" Then you said that he was so a** Now you jumpin' all on my back Then I throw 'em off, like my bad I don't even know none of you n***as like that Who is you is what they ask, b**h who cares what I said back [Hook] I be rollin' through the city. Keep it low, Keep it low Them women when they see me. Yea they know, Yea they know But them n***as when they come though. Yea they act like they don't s**a n***as always frontin', pretending like they don't know Like "Who the f** is that n***a!?" I don't know, I don't know "Who the f** is that n***a!?" I don't know, I don't know Like "Who the f** is that n***a!?" I don't know, I don't know Like Who the f** is YOU n***a!? "I don't know, I don't know." [Outro] Skinny n***a.... haha, Juh-Kay (J.K.) That's what I would Say...Just Corny