Kemo The Blaxican - Nobody Likes lyrics

It must be the way they count of me When they need a guarantee to rock a party It must be all them black and brown blends Halla'in the word 'Blaxican' It must be the fact they know my name from Southern Cali all the way to Spain Maybe it's the fact that my claim to fame Was a little southern accent Latin thing The truth is I ain't got much ice But I can throw 'em blow and rock the mic nice Like a full time temp turns a sky blue From hazy gray, that's what I do Maybe it's the fact that I roll that joint Universal ain't that the point I think that some rather see me crawl on the floor Like hand and know But I ain't that type of cat I smack back Maybe it's the fact that I act like that Which leads to the fact I don't give a sh** They go their own backyard to deal with Nobody likes the way he holds his mic It don't fit in with the trend The clothes that he wears The way he comes his hair He's just that funky 'Blaxican' Now he ain't got no one He ain't trying to hurt no one But if s**as they come out to offend Then somebody gonna pay Y'all know that man don't play And we'll see who left standing in the end Sick me in a chamber with a thousand beats Pen to pad, friction to create heat I flame throw, burn 'em up like the beat mesquite Hit 'em with a little make you move yo' feet I want everybody in the joint out they seats Gangstas, warriors, crooks and thieves Hustlers soldiers, street elite You don't know me, I rep the cloth J-O-I-N-T, I'm the boss sh**, getting hot, about to blow Like Sen Dog did it with that Latin lingo What up to Cypress, Mr. Jacken? Psycho Realm, Big Duck, what's happening? Guess who's rapping? The Blaxican A swift kick put a wiggle in they a** again I roll with the dead silence cliqua Life support coming through your speaker Music feind, Mano Maniac Most Jehunicko and Sicko black Tambien la Krazy, you know the deal I got black siren in my heart for real Everything I touch, I'ma make symbolic Surving up hits when my voce is on it