Rikio - Rapscallion lyrics

[Intro] Yeah, I wanna tryna take a break from these contests so This is pretty clutch [Verse 1] But my competitive drive has never steered me wrong before So me being a honkey-born monster Torn between not performing And always wanting more from this genre You might wanna consider this the calm before the storm When y'all of course are left here stranded Without a shock absorber partner, welcome Aire back If I blow up in your face just know it's not my goal to harm ya For crying out loud, you must've been acting up Tumbling sadly plus drunk from right after the party Cuz you were dropping like a toddler You really should've seen yourself Cutting in line in front of this guy, bobbing and weaving Gonna just fight around here pinning him Like a polished bowling baller, stop do-ing this You're gonna get charged or worse, get locked up You probably balled so hard You wished your follicles were longer Do you not understand that when I say I fight dirty It's a part of my plan, I'm gonna tear into you Go 'head and park in the sand I hold my ground a way you f**ing can't Cuz I'm on a whole 'nother planet, martian VS man [Hook] I'm tryna make a name for myself But you're pronouncing it wrong If I had taken your route, gone with an acronym, dawg I would be famous by now But it would leave a bad taste in my mouth So I'll just stay a rapscallion I'm tryna make a name for myself But you're pronouncing it wrong If I had taken your route, gone with an acronym, dawg I would be famous by now But it would leave a bad taste in my mouth [Verse 2] But uh, let me see cuz here's another fleshy meathead With the f**ing tendency to think it's fun to yell and scream Yet, why are we to sit and watch your dumb aggressive Reflex-es in every video like muscle memory Best believe that with each, every line, I go bananas Call it monkey bars, I'll let it slide, but hold your hands up You must handle your mood swings from getting high By smoking canna-bis, but I'm not here to diss I just end the rhyme with stoner slander Because I've never spit a cypher, light a lighter neither I could mean a few different things But I sure ain't packable yet (yeah) I've never gripped a mic or picked a pipe of weed up I can see that I don't fit in with all this backpacker bullsh** So let me spell out just exactly who I am to you A, I then the R, silent E, dawg, and next in line is D Followed by an E y'all, and finally R, now U, have no excuses For getting my titling wrong