Wrekonize - Goldie (Freestyle) lyrics

[Verse: Wrekonize] Okay, walk with me a moment through this beat we make it go Follow me up into the clouds, I'mma break it down below I'mma get 'em up get 'em up get it poppin' now Boomboxes knock the ground, better get this f**in' loud Enemies tuck ya co*k in now Wild buffalo, bill me for shuckin' flows Claim you get Hulk but all I see is Mark Ruffalo Went on the road, smashin' records like a day trip Came back home and all my friends have gone apesh** Breaking codes, as far as cowards go they should take the gold Calling out the Gods? You the one that's out there fakin' so Dirty hippie creepin' leakin' out the mouth Pull your sh** together, crashin' cribs and sleepin' on the couch Plexo told me k** the diplomatic sh** so I'm a slay the sick and give your trickin' acrobatic lift... Lift with dick why you liftin' sh** with Olympus kid? I'm Olympic prick and an instant fit ... sh**, you an infant b**h! Made man is runnin' muck around the planet God damn it my language makin' mamas wet they pajamas Rockin' Thrift Store, Halos My spit's more, Kano Got heart, but I bet it ain't a smart But I'm bringin' out a dart in the dark better lay low Got Bane on the brain, propane inside my bravado And the stadium seated executions in Colorado Goddamn ... ya Lord got really f**in' odd plans If he returns, tell him bring lots of ammo and stop playin', amen This is ground zero for the skeptics My vocal cords septic, my family tree metric She seen I had British roots upon my arrival 'Til I swang my rafiki at a b**h half of me is tribal Rivals beware! Claim that I could be the best yet No way to be the next Tech so I just be the best Wrek Expect records to wreck your neck up like d**h - Leps Send 'em in quick and pretend you'll neck I'm so deaf to d**h, yes This is a warning, I told you I'm 'Good Good Night' to get mourning For the beats under my cleats all of these wack rap performers! And now I'm feelin' Damien, still I got my halo on Next week we'll be gathering which liquor mixed with Faygo, huh!? This is one of four, so run for the f**in' door I've come for the f**in' floor, and once I own it what's in store? Porch flows, chaos in the scorched shows Séance and of course though, Snake and Bat Morse Codes [Hook:] They say we got five months left 'til the end of the world So you better cash in on your souls I got a birds-eye view, subterranean flow All the majors said, "Thanks, but no." Now I got a doped up deal with the Snake and the Bat Don't try to act like you didn't know I put a decade in the game, now I'm here for my change Let's spin this motherf**a into gold... [Instrumental Out]