KE on the Track - Christy Mack (Freeverse #3) lyrics

[Intro] Yeah, Webby Chemically Imbalanced coming soon motherf**ers Unil then, okay, okay, okay, okay [Verse] Let's take it back to that mixtape steelo co*k it back reload Italiano up in the game, Dan Marino When it's time to murder a beat just let me know See yo I'm living no regrets that's my creedo Always got your girl on her knees like Tim Tebow Head back to the telly[?] and crack a bottle of Vino Better get them Ray-Bans on so you can see Cause round me its always sunny I chill with Danny DeVito I'm just a smart kid k** em with the cunning raps Made a couple hundred racks all up for these f**ing tracks Dressing like a lumberjack flannel with a trucker hat Travel around the country getting laid like I'm Tucker Max When they hear me they be like “yo what the f** is that?” I'm not even sure all I know is that I can f**ing rap Louder than the thunder clap make 'em all tumble back Roll with bad b**hes, that's word to my Lola bunny tat Cause the teachers always saw me as a bad apple Cutting cla** to smoke gra** and rap battle Now when I'm on the field call me Thad Castle Team captain and you get that a** tackled Up at blue mountain state Drinking liquor until I can't even count to eight Pocket full of raw papers and an ounce of shake I change forecasts with the smoke clouds I make Look like Janis Joplin getting hammered often With a chick turnt up then the panties dropping But before this rap sh** payed the bills I was selling trees out of the burbs b**h Nancy Botwin But now I got a flow to spit I've dealt with the politics and I'm over it Punchlines 'bout to leave em in a coma quick Got them quotables you won't forget Motherf**er you can put me on a spoon cause I'm dope as sh** My fans hitting rehab just to cope with this It's hop-e-less game up in the cobra grip So come and step up to the kid and it's over with Cause when I hit these beats I could do it in my sleep I'm a beast of the chain I don't need no leash If I get unleashed imma throw on both sneaks Throw a roundhouse kick to your cheek Yeah I'm on it like the three ninjas Roll with Colt and Rocky And Tum Tum grilling to provoke your posse So bring it on man not a soul could stop me Imma eat these motherf**ers call me Kobayashi I'm the dark horse Got these listeners flipping like they practicing parkour I'm the all door [?] And every lyric I'm writing is cla**ified as hardcore Crank it up and roll windows on your car door Down Listen b**h I'm all yours My only stipulation is you down on all fours Heh that's how you gotta be when f**ing me b**h doggystyle Oliver and company I love a chick with tits I love a chick with a** Chick with tats on that Christy Mack And the way I go and hit it makes her hit me back With nudes on the snapchat baby picture that So high that I'm traveling around mars In my spacesuit fly laying down bars Always was an oddball But it's cool cause I'll never fit in Like Yao Ming in a clown car Spit it ruthless you don't wanna do this Johann Sebastian Bach of rap music Dumb with that old sh** now I'm on my new sh** You ain't heard before well welcome to the movement Welcome to the movement Yeah b**h Welcome to the movement Dumb with that old sh** now I'm on my new sh** You ain't heard before well welcome to the movement [Outro] Just let that sh** ride man The album's coming soon though like this sh**'s gonna be crazy But until then you know I still got them bars on me baby Yeah