Jonathan Barker - Whoa lyrics

Write to a beat start a fight in the street Now a starving artist finally gets a bite to eat When the mic's with me say hi to defeat Cause you're about as fruity as vitamin C Each punch line like a Tyson swing But you're as authentic as a Tyson wing So in other words I'll bite you scream Want beef I go ham if you try with me Man I'm k**ing the mic as I'm writing on pads You need a prescription? cause I might be Conrad Addicted to bars treat 'em like xannis Just got a few downloads and i treat 'em like Grammies But I'm just hoping to sell a bit Cause it kinda s**s being celibate It'd be a shame if my name was not relevant Send the zoo a letter address the elephant From a Middle cla** white kid spitting raps In the Middle like how i'd sit in cla** Johnny eats Words with a bic and laughs More hungry for money than Mister Crabs Grab me a kit kat I need a break Chew it up and spit it back in your face Set you in your place, how you like the taste? I ain't joshin' or no willing grace Going off on the track bipolar express Hop in my brain then you'll know it's a mess Don't care what you think I don't flow to impress But give me a second let me go from the chest I know it's far out but homie listen closely I'm not a rap God cause I stay more Loki (low key) But I feel a bit shady baby hold these oakleys And shake that thing like the Hokie Pokie Raise the roof not talking convertible Turn down for what? Do I look invertible Not my first rodeo because I done heard the bull So when I steer clear don't take it so personal I said it's not my first rodeo because I done heard the bull So when I steer clear don't take it so personal Verse 2: I'm gonna shoot for stars til i'm a superstar I know dude it's hard like a Lupe bar Don't do it for glamor you can screw the cars You only talking drivers if you shoot for par Go above and beyond like Buzz Lightyear Say things these so called thugs might fear So bump the earplugs in your right ear I think I've made it quite clear that a fight's near No rhyme or reason but found a reason to rhyme Hated popular kids--needed distinction of mine Got busy planting these different schemes in my mind Harvest my confidence it's my season to shine Paid pennies for thots now I'm feedin' on dimes Now I'm plowing so many seeds it's a crime Date rape a hater while I sing to sublime He'll be yelling like Mel with that Freedom line I'd love to drink OJ with a white Bronco I mean Peyton Manning not that other psycho Talk about our Daddies while we eat Taco's My Papa John left that's why I got cold Still k**ing this Mic on the first degree Make my Dad proud like my first degree You lying to the people-perjury Listen to me son like you heard of me Then a surge of me goes Hurculeas Kick you from here to Mercury Remove my foot surgically Thta's what happens when you're verses me Ginger rappin' over loops but I'm not Ed Sheeran Getting so much dough call me ginger bread man Don't feed my ego just feed me Eggo's Steppin' with me is like stepping on Legos Eating MC's like Mickie D french fries Leave them sick like they ate six pies Then went to Six Flags giving Mr. Freeze six tries And sixty times on the spinny little kid rides Go ahead and scream for a photo finish Leave any poser screaming yolo finished Stomp on your head like a pogo stick and I'm gonna set a record so go get Guinness You can write me down as a hater But stand for something greater Than smoking vapor and blowing paper You may share Biggie's dream but you're a faker The same schemes of the mainstream Talk insane bling while T-Pain sings No offense but when I hear it I automatically tune out Love old school but we need something new out Cause honestly i'm getting sick of the attention Benadictions been getting when he's spittin' I'm not hating I think the kid is different But There's more talent around if you'd sit and listen If I did spit a Kendrick verse You wouldn't care cause Ben is first Minds well pray for a sinless earth But I'll hold my ground and defend this turf If I fail i'm only back to square one And can't raise my value like I squared one I'll Shine bright and declare my presence like a flare gun So be prepared son or start praying like a scared nun Big three in the van we gonna ride with the beat Here take the trophies-- hold them for me It won't cramp your style it's only defeat Drop Lebron off in Cleveland now I'm rolling with heat My roots keep me on a quest for love Just like daddy I confess and shrug This path of gin gives me infected blood This path of sin lives in the essence of I think I'm addicted to sinnin' man The taste is sweet as cinnamon But about as rough as venison Screaming "Dear God, I swear I'm innocent Sometimes I swear I get lost in my jokes So hard to bear gotta toss in the ropes Can't tell if I'm joking or starting to hope Getting a grip-- I'm starting to cope Either way I guess that's who I am Can't lie to any potential fan I hope they feel this tension man Cause my brain is like a prison camp Can't escape the bars I'm addicted to rap Can't leave the pen as I binge on tracks You thinkin' I'm done your pretension is whack It's Johnny Barks, Did I mention I'm back?