Mickey Factz - South Park lyrics

[Spoken] That was cute man, that was real cute Now you about to get some competiton Cause i dont know if anyone else is gonna say anything So we about to get into this Wr about to bring this all the way back to the Bronx, nah what i mean S'Mickey! Blackout...b**h! XMJ. Peace to Lord GFC. yea Im ready [Verse] Where ive been at What im up to Nobody cares So my response is fu*k YOU! Black ??? patron in the city y'all black foes Throw my hues like Langston I dont know what you thinkin So Kendrick wanna play this game? Cool i gotchu Game point and i spot you Shoot over you then i watch you Look over to see the ball go through the net When i watched you You knew who to name in that song and who not to From the bottomless pit, out comes the pit Treatin kenny like Bain After he blew gotham to bits Gotta be mick Got the slick tho This is what you wanted n***a? Competition from a k**a thats a tons a spitta, COLD! I wonder what ya steez did ya sunny illa bars Black out eyes just like ya album cover n***a You the king of new york? Beg your pardon The king of LA is dead And that n***a from harlem [2 pac] Dont be like Ja Rule, mimicking him Or we gonna sell you drunk outta that pool of liquor again Who pushed up against None of y'all You avoid juice Fake Omar Epps Just be a Schoolboy Q Gonna prove that he wrong Talk over that sh** You set the bar high n***a I vault over that sh** Hollywood star n***a I walk over that sh** You say you sick? I cough over that sh** Who want this? Im targeting than you Callin your crew Who see the soul of Ab fly through Sparring with you Homie its true But you know what? I ain't gonna namedrop y'all to d**h Cause Hova's team is the only Jay Rock you respect New York No beef Just n***a grew warfare I heard the record sat in my lawnchair Like aw yeah Im at the window like malcolm Lookin at y'all scared You at your internet window You saying im soft, where? [where] You love my city keep it accurate dog Stolo so haircuttin think you got fabulous bars? Oh yeah You use to copy Jaws Hamilton dog A Good kid turned the mad city after him y'all [Breakdown] Plus the girl you was roomin with is outta new york I guarantee his lady go gaga over this song I ain't in it for the soul after them bars I won't spare it Im just concerned with the haters Who hate after they hear us So if black hippy step They gonna die off, bless Vampire with the bars I'mma find y'all next k**in everybody You can cosign those bets You shot and got a quick return Like the IRS [pow!) [Verse] Better than you Said it back in twenty ten though Polit(?) with the penstorke Call up all yo kinfolk Mighty with the sword Ninja Gaiden its shockin How i held back and came at em full force Remember Raiden (yea!) Lets bet on the next threat New test next You struggle with the bars over ya head Like a bench press Tellin you right now Dont talk around me Cause out west you couldn't picture gettin hit Like a papparazzi Black apple Im ready to set it off Comin for the bank Who ready to play the God? While im bustin open doors Evreybody on the floor Put the money in the bags Dont ring any alarms Im taking over the town Ben Affleck on the song And no king of New York Biggie gone, Christopher Wallace Put it on the blogs For the frauds make a response I'll be here with the rest of my city Holdin the fort Reality gonna show him that im raw But can he get cancelled with his b**h? Thats Khloe and Lamar Lets have some...lets have some fun You know, you wanted to have some fun? well lets do that then Make sure, y'all ready Cause clearly, we're ready over here Nope. nah f**, i got another verse I bet the funeral home got a stash Reverend got another church Two arts and mouse Id rather battle pica**o And Dali in the gardens of ??? Shadowbox with Ali Postin up Barkley