King Critical - Best of Brooklyn Cypher 2012 - King Critical Verse lyrics

[King Critical] Check Wilt Chamberlain of this rappin' sh** Accurate activist, tact is immaculate Setting fire to flatulence, they ga**ed up On the studio with the gla** front Painting better visions of Face Downs and Ass Ups Tell your b**h put her face down and a** up Put a smile on Mr. Carver the way she grab nuts No I don't got 50 tats, no I don't smoke mad blunts But I got a 16 strong enough to bring back Pun It's over n***a, put you in a clutch like a cobra sipping Folgers Watching Oprah like an olda n***a Ain't sh** change, I'm in ya Range like Rover n***a Spitting out lava like mountains do: No soda n***a k**a in my past life n***a, I'm past nice Kiss my a** twice, you a** wipes will get a** wiped My rap type is like what you put in a gla** pipe On being attacked with a gun attached to a black knife It's over Hova, outdated like Motorola On a cheap date with a cheesesteak and Coca Cola And when it's over, rope a hole so I know it's open Hit em with that vitamin D and this should be rollin over Come over the crib, watch Girls give slip top More fights than Worldstar Hip Hop I represent hip hop, at lunch in a ziplock And n***as on the corners with their 40s and their slick bops can't stop And spit [?], you're half-a**ed Couldn't f** with me if I was the nerd in math cla** They say I got an Odd Future flow But really it's not though Throw Frank in the Ocean and start eating a Taco Smack his Brains to the Left, make 'em Earl on his white tee And if Tyler's on stage, I'm snatching the mic - G And I'm just rapping it like me Yo, check, check - I said f** politics Polish it with a pot of [?] Above anonymous get a lot of it when I stop and spit Acknowledge it Every mothaf**in line I spit Hit you with weapons with the expression that you gotta sh** Who want it? I leave stomachs in knots and bits, and I'm known to rock a 16 like Stojaković It's obvious, these simple n***as couldn't bottle it Better stop talking and keep it walking on some model sh** My name's Critical - and that's all you need to know My rhymes tight if the price is right like the TV show Old hood jheri curls, y'all wanna see my glow Songs got my neck lighting up like I need a joke New bars, new days, beats getting souffléd True say, that's word to Biggie I never lose Faith Little Wu Tang, with some Metal Faced Doomsday Any doomsday, these two 8's make the moon shake That's a 16 for all you n***as with the soup face 'Fore you get buck out ya mouth, get your 2 straight Been through [?] since 50 was making goon tapes And DMX was k**ing before he started to lose cake Flow so mysterious way I keep going is delirious Cute 16's with no period For serious, label n***as need to put their ear in it I wish a better life for everybody that's hearin' this Now ya got the kid involved, may be a friend of y'all But that don't change I'm better than 90% of y'all Y'all started before me. Now I'm ahead of y'all And I ain't stopping, I'm a Charger - so ya better Dodge