King Fantastic - Hollyrock Jam Session lyrics

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King Fantastic - Hollyrock Jam Session lyrics

[Verse 1] Hotter than habenero in my Raider sombrero Never leave the tip without the barrel in my apparel This ain't bubblegum rap this is real n***a hip-hop Southern Cali style my big n***a in flip flops Not even the drip drop Concerned with competition I just conquer by division and continue on my mission When a motherf**er spitting, I am nonetheless the ripping And I'm Rocky with my mittens if a dummy n***a tripping Never catch me slipping, even in the club sipping Cause the bouncing pad is pimping but the bangers with my kitten I am f**ing en fuego, saucy like puego Profile way low, still misses say so In the city of halos, I can't be touched A n***a walk with a limp cause I be dragging my nuts! Bad boy, backpack a mr. moreezy yo The coolest is the clean but be in to be greezy, though Underground veteran, better than better man, than you Negro, you'd better been you're bout to break Can't get respect that you don't take No one will forgive you for anything they give you Look into your rear view, lady that's me Cept your on lap one, I'm on lap three! You get the point I'm making? That's how I make my bacon! This is my bread and bu*ter! I am a motherf**er! I am a real, live, super MC, with Flows for days let us go for days I'm cold in ways cause I don't give a motherf**ing hoot Bout a bum and they tongue talking out they duke shoot! You, noise pollute, I deploy the truth I destroy the booth, it's a joy to do You a, boy to me, I'm a beast to you k** em without a crew like a beast should do, yeah Sharpen my sk**s with them n***as that's real Don't underestimate the greats that's how n***as get k**ed! You a, down for dealer, a good laugh for real I ain't heard that as for months and I'm laughing still! Goofy n***a, realize who you f**ing with This my scene, I'm the king of this motherf**ing sh** Respected, connected, used to be the next sh** Now I am the sh**, somebody you are stuck with who has Earned the right to be impolite So on that word I flip the bird to you peaches and herbs (I can do it better but that's it though)