MC Environmentalist - Karate Child lyrics

Yo man, you know I be trapping fools They can never stop me squad up Now this might be my rawest jam to date Released it cause didn't want y'all to wait Let it be heard from Los Angeles to Kuwait Don't eat yogurt, got gold bars on my plate I am a wanted man Enemy of state Stunting in the scene No time for the hate And if you try to flex up in this joint Well, you would never reach your point Eating fools like you for brunch Imma be Blackbeard, you look like Cap'n Crunch Don't need luck you need the whole decka cards Please excuse me now I'm going too hard Need my homies to hold me back Right quick short fused, temper like a candle wick And I be k**ing these haters, making them sick Influenza flow craftsmanship I show Turn up then I go Having crazy parties, only me and my crew We play Wii tennis that's how we do We be well mannered, cause we stay in school Don't got the freshest kicks But at least I got shoes Grateful for what I have The hand that I'm dealt with man This verse kinda sounds Fresh Prince Will Smith cause you know That's my bro Will Smith and his show