Rick Rock - Warm Up (Freeverse) lyrics

[Verse 1] Yeah, time for my warm-up Cause it's about time I got my throne back Up out the underground like a domesticated mole rat I'm dope but sh**, you know that So watch your f**ing tone, Jack Before I run up in your crib rocking a Casey Jones mask Toss your f**ing furniture out of the second floor gla** And ransack your Advil, Penicillin, and Prozac Follow it with a fatty and a 40 full of Cognac Dropping sh** so dirty they're asking me where the soap's at Lost without a road map, way too far to go back So slick I don't even leave fingerprints using a phone app Intricate when spitting it, no one knows how I wrote that Always making hits, yo, for real you're watching a pro bat The way I be scaring them make them wanna start carrying A bar bearing barbarian, the bars bury them Holding up the weight of the world in my arms carrying Coming with the flame like Daenerys Targaryen I'm stacking like the Lannisters and tougher than Baratheons I'm coming out of Winterfell and f**in' body bagging them Pop a couple Addies, then I zone out with a pad and pen And scribble down my thoughts, and them I'm back up in the lab again [Hook] So baby if you're getting at me, I'll be getting at you I know you don't want it So listen up to Webby as I'm k**ing the beat, like they know me to do So you better back of it [Verse 2] You know that I'm a, boss b**h, and the booth is like my office Competition sweating like I got em doing Crossfit Drop sh** since '09 and still I haven't lost it Stepping to me's about as safe as swimming laps with Jaws, b**h Got em feeling car sick, moving at a fast clip Crash into the median and wake up with a cracked hip Forty feet in front of my Chevy covered in gla** chips Brush my f**in' shoulders and walk it off into traffic It's mandatory that I wear a f**ing strait-jacket My dark pa**enger is riding with me into madness A mother f**er, yeah I do it like your dad, b**h Well connected, pulling more strings than Lenny Kravitz Boxes full of mixtapes next to the subs And I gave it out for free so everyone knew who I was Began my journey locally and built myself a buzz sh** I started from Connecticut and now we here, what? Been on it for a minute and never gonna stop And I'mma keep my sound dope whether you're getting it or not f** selling out, I'm still getting high on the same blocks sh**, I'm the reason that the suburbs got a Neighborhood Watch I'll be climbing in your windows and I'm snatching all your people up Intruding on the beds of any lady that's a decent f** Dolly Parton tits, with a slim waist and a Trina bu*t Who doesn't mind cooking and gets down with all the freaky stuff Bust a nut and then it's right back to rappin' Cause it's homegrown music, we about to get it crackin' Tasmanian Devil with a bottle full of Absinthe Doing things that these other rappers can't even imagine EP on the way and then an album after that Making sure your iTunes is supplied with some new tracks With no time to react because we going to fast All I can promise you is the best in the burbs is back [Hook x2]