K' Lee - Udntknw lyrics

[Verse 1: Irahnik] You don't even know all the sh** that I have been through When it comes to shooting missiles, I craft em with my pencil And blast em at you devils, yo I am your a**a**in Getting the game in motion like it's lights, camera, action The faction is us, NFO, the rest are sus Just IMAJIN we erupt, all y'all haters in the dust But that's wa**up, man we flowing and going and focus hip hop But it's not as easy as it seems, y'all lookin pissed off On God, I'm iller than Kim, man I'm feelin wicked as sh** And I ain't even from the West, hittin it first, you picturing this? Slittin ya wrists in secrecy cuz I'm the one who made it I'm just saying whatever's true, Super Saiyan in the booth It's what I do - I'm a Nazi to these Jews Insanity's making me spew, all this toxic, you not sh**, and that's true Spitting so hard that y'all erect, bending spines backwards k**in these fake rappers, as Spring Village Pastor Like "pa** herb" is past tense, y'all hate and y'all stress Y'all gon be de-pressed when I'm gon be the-best Sever these heads, make em eat lead, breakfast lunch and dinner Yo writtens so beginner, I'm winning, I make it bigger Don't be bitter- I'm k**in it, piffin it, makin it rain, while I reign From my throne, I don't condone, yo bullsh** marijuana strains Can't contain all these rhymes inside my mind Since 24 hours, so that's 24 lines, no lie [Verse 2: K' Lee] Ironic how Irahnik pa**es me the joint To leave you s**as smokin Roller coasting like I'm ciders point See the point Lyrically K'Lee takes the cake I'm waveyer than Max B in a Dipset cape You sh** faced f** You fake For the bucks I'll break you pups In the Reese's Puffs You n***ahs get snuffed For actin tough I'm aching My stomach talkin back to me like its time to eat I'm a ghoul your goulash Boy I'm bout to feast This ain't battle rap This is merely just to rattle cats into doin better I'll peel your skin and make a new sweater Your chicks a thirst trap Why would I sweat her Your punch lines hit like a tiny feather You ain't feeling what I'm saying n***ah You need Braille Hating on me that's a hate crime Go to jail No monopoly Hip-Hop's my property It's not for sale This is mine b**h I'm on my grind Bruh you need to bail You Tony Hawkin it I'm Tony Starkin it Lyrical marksmen I spit fire plus I never miss my target I'm outta this world like a f**in Martian You're Marsha Brady I'll kidnap ya baby for ransom For the bands like Katie You f**in lady Don't try to play me I do this daily like it's posed to save me Pray to God he won't forsake me Send the whole world into a seizure I'll put your body in a freezer just to seize ya Lyrical art but this no Mona Lisa Lord Frieza...