Unnamed - Bane lyrics

Unnamed in this b**h, let me know what's happening I'm the guy making f**ers never ever wanna rap again My lyrics are so harsh when I spit bars, you'd think I'm stabbing him Like he's the pork, and I'm about to tear off all the crackling You can't keep that sh**, it's way too fattening Just like your bars, healthy people don't want it , just pack it in Your bars are so washed up, you should stop writing on paper with ink And start drawing your lyrics with the soap in your kitchen sink When I touch a mic, I turn evil Like Slim when he teams with Royce, but I ain't reaching as many people But I rap as if I was And I don't give a toss Any rapper stepping up to me better be ready for a loss Cause I'm crazy Some people say he locks up his mic, incase he Won't stop and just sits there all day trying to reach the top Because he laughs when he insults people You'll never meet anyone who's as deceitful Cause you don't know Stephen, he's the opposite of peaceful He's just a benefit fiend At the age of sixteen He'd probably use child support money to buy weed Yeah that's sounds about right, I'm the scum of the Earth But you're still listening to me As I stand holding a burning cross in front of a church I'm the captain of the crazy train, you can call me Ozzy I speak on behalf of the entire underground society, proxy Mainstream rappers ain't where it is, I'm the future, obviously If you ain't here to be the best, then go home I'm here to be the best, so Em, when I step up to your throne You can give me the secret to rap immortality Then any rapper who wants to challenge me From whatever f**ing galaxy Will learn very quickly When they step in proximity with me That Unnamed is the leader of this rap country And sh**, while I'm down, you can try and punt me But know that when I get up, darkness is all you'll see Cause you'll get knocked the f** out Like my name's Manny Pacquiao On some crazy sh** again like i'm a re-turd And I won't stop 'till my lyrics have been heard I'm the leader motherf**er, you're just part of the herd You're nothing but a flock follwing the other birds I'm hear to revolutionize this sh**, Che Guevara I could give up and walk out now screaming sayonara But before I do that sh** I'd get back together with Tarra And that ain't ever gonna happen, so I ain't leaving If you ain't a fan I'll just shove my music down your throat like it's semen And if you don't swallow I'll k** you right now, take pictures, and put them through a printer And put the photos on your kids bedroom window And I'll laugh while I give him the finger Then I'd get the carpet and the duct tape, and I'll wrap you up like it's winter And I'll give you as a present to my favourite singer With a note: Hey, it's Unnamed. Wanna collab? Let me know ASAP How the f** does this sick sh** enter my mind? I'm so sick, I'm ill. Call me Hopsin when I rhyme I go crazy when I rap, like I'm on coke or speed But I don't do that sh** I try to stick to the weed Sometimes I feel so stoned, I think I'm gonna def But I ain't even gay, I've just smoked way too much sess And if you dont understand my lyrics, look that sh** up Cause I ain't dumbing a single thing down for you dumb f**s And we're only half way through this track I'm teaching you all that sk** is what I don't lack So while you're still being a kid, playing in the park or in the back I'm out here spitting bars that would give even young men heart attacks And you can be sure of that And I know I'm not black But that don't mean I can't rap sh**, Shady proved that And now every rapper wants to be signed to Aftermath So they can be with the best, the GOATs of rap. FACT The ones who rap as if the sh** was witch craft The MCs who won't in a million years listen to ya The same rappers who will be buying my sh** in the future It's too late to try not to go berserk I'm too sick, I need some time off work The only way you'd go viral is if your track was playing while your b**h was trying to twerk I talk so much sh**, I should just put the mic up my a** Don't act surprised, I'm the opposite of high cla** People hear my sh** and SCREAM! They hear yours they're like "Meh, pa**" Even your b**h hates your lyrics, so much she just wants to go But know that I could get my dick inside her like I'm tea bagging Strongbow You see, my words are my guns and your hate is my ammo So the more you hate me, the faster I'll grow And you should know by now, I'm not cla**y More like cla** E You're so watered down, I could swim in your bars And my flow is so fly, it could take you to Mars Lyrically, I'm in the lead, and you're just out here chasing cars I'm so cold b**h, I should be out there patrolling snow I feel sorry for you bro, every time I hear your flow And I ain't kidding around boy, you better know Unnamed is the King, you couldn't even open up for my show Yo f** the instrumental, I don't have to stop just because it does I'll just keep rapping b**h, and that's because I f**ing want to, a beat ain't my boss And there's not enough time to loop it back round like Rick Ross Why the f** are these fakers even in the game, they must be f**ing lost I'll take all the shots i wanna take, but know I'm not the guy you wanna cross You're the type of guy that will talk sh** then back out of a fight And wake up in hospital to 3 surgeons all dressed in white f** it, I'll just k** you and put your body in a time capsule And let your kids find it at their birthday party, and that's the sick sh** I use for fuel And then I ignite it and shoot at you like a fire ball Cause I'm the kind of guy that's liable To set your house on fire with an iron And I ain't even trying You try so hard to be me, and I ain't even trying You're all smelly cats, phoebe. And I still ain't trying I'm so far ahead, you b**hes can't see me. And i still ain't even trying If me never making it is your strongest belief Then I'm about to turn over that leaf And that's the only time you'll see me do it, cause I'm never gonna change Yeah the styles a little strange I'm a little insane Even though something's wrong with my brain I'm still in the fast lane You f**s are walking slow with a cane While I speed ahead You heard what I said I'll die hard like John MacLaine And I control you, like you're a teddy and I'm a crane Just stay the f** back before I break it, Bane