Mr.Sky - Pocari Sweat lyrics

[Mr.Sky] Top to bottom we gotta win, full circle we going in Catch us down at the arcade were so self made we got golden skin People need to stop listening. They're just standing there, eyes glistening The f** out of our buissness though you're annoying kid yeah you need to go Got a thousand credits gonna spend it all on this new game from Tokyo Got all the time in the damn world successfull NEETS in the bed curled Drank too much boba damn nearly hurled We are the squad, catch us going hard on your college campus f**ing up the quad (f**ing up the quad) [Ren McPurp] Ain't the ace but i'm the king Got a problem? Catch fade in the ring Stole your chick twice with just a bowl of rice I be unstoppable you be predictable I be straight McPurping with this dick your girl be slurping All your verses in a citation so stand there in admiration Your hairline is an abomination this song here is your cremation I value your endevour but you can't step before the emporer You be a fake a** substitute bowdown b**h before the absolute SWERVE! [B.Payne] Lying and decieving is what i do living my life like kaiki deishu Just like lightning i'm quick to the fightning and just like thunder i hit hard like a hunter When i go beast mode you better hide in a bunker cause i blow up like a spirit bomb Always repping Vultron (Vultron) A silent k** like the secen swords of the mist When you see me you know you're next on the list I don't ill i just k** only do it for thrills Taking out all the foes like i'm taking out all the hoes Rap vill(an) with no feeling can't stop the k**ing come straight from the ceiling A message from god word, be bond, got this sick a** rap just for yall [Mr.Sky] I look nice but it comes with a price n***as be jealous cause my fros fuller than your fat a** stomach after a bowl of rice Squaring up for these sick bars they'll drop so hard that sh** leaves scars You will react to my rhyme attack yeah you try to run you won't get far You Showing up on my radar i'll blow you out with that nadar This tracks explosive i'll get compulsive so futureistic got lazers I probably should put down the damn caffine Got me throwing out lyrics like a damn machine Say i'm not clean, boy i'll get mean I'll steal your fame like a damn fiend You needa realize that the damn prize isn't in disguize it's in front of ya eyes Now back down, wheres the damn crown? I'll take it now, why you gotta frown? I'm done with you get up out my face go and tell your group you're a damn disgrace The Boba Boyz playing you like toys, i feel your face feeling with regret Your tears taste like Pocari Sweat