Lil' Wyte - In Here lyrics

[Chorus - repeat 2X] I'm the drunkest (what) Highest (what) Crunkest (what) Toughest (what) Buckest (what) Roughest (what) Motherf**er in here The rawest (what) Hardest (what) Wildest (what) Smartest (what) Coldest (what) Tightest (what) Motherf**er in here [Verse 1] You can step the f** up off of me (b**h) I done already told ya you ain't stoppin me (b**h) Wit k**ers from the camp that got the back of me (b**h) You shoulda known I was part of the family (b**h) Before I'm bout to rock the f**in industry (b**h) And plus I'm representin Memphis Tennesee (b**h) And I ain't givin up until I'm seven feet (b**h) Yes I said seven thats one foot deeper see (b**h) Yall really do not know wats about to approach (b**h) I'll k** ya quicker then a some raid could k** a roach (b**h) I'm rawer then your dick when it rub against the panties (b**h) Could give a f** if I don't ever see a grammy (b**h) I'm gone keep rockin only what I know and see (b**h) And what I see I write it down and then begin to speak (b**h) You have no f**in reason to be hatin me(b**h) But I guess aggrevation just come wit being me (b**h) [Chorus] [Verse 2] I wake up early twist the blunt up (b**h) Stumblin from the night before still f**ed up (b**h) Couldn't tell ya wat I did in the last 24 (b**h) Weed, xanex and syrup yea I'm on the floor (b**h) But don't think that won't stop your jaw from gettin broke (b**h) I got a bunch of k**ers that be on the f**in scope (b**h) And plus my k**ers came wit four-fours aimed at your throat (b**h) You ain't got no time to run and you already know (b**h) Your heart took a pause when Wyte walked in the door (b**h) Your hoes p**y got moist when I began to flow (b**h) And know the subject matter in hands I come wit mo (b**h) The louder I spit my style the crowd will larger grow (b**h) The bigger the crowd gets the more the money flows (b**h) The bigger pockets I'm rockin gon make me give ya mo (b**h) I got a destination in life and know thats for sho (b**h) Infactuated wit music, good d** and f**in hoes (b**h) [Chorus] [Verse 3] The name is Lil Wyte and I'ma set it straight (b**h) You f**in wit me you f**in wit the bay (b**h) Crucial consequences repeat what you say (b**h) Molded myslef now how could you have made (b**h) Left it all bloody when I stepped off the stage (b**h) Murdered the mic and then went out on a rage (b**h) Slicin' n dicin' these rappers heads wit blades (b**h) Your musics amusing but I am not amazed (b**h) My sk** had been sheltered almost like I been caged (b**h) I been skipped over once and turned to another page (b**h) Like these other dummies that got dropped off of this label (b**h) I'm not gon let this money have me snortin off the table (b**h) But I'm gon make it snappy for approval if I'm able (b**h) This here is not a lie, a story, a fib or even a fable (b**h) With HCP and Lil Wyte a perfect combination (b**h) The crunkest, wildest, toughest motherf**ers in the nation (b**h) [Chorus]