Nilo - Korean Rakim (Produced by NILO) lyrics

I'm Bruce Lee stuntin'. Can't refuse these onions Donald Trump supporters, f**in bruising up them Fool me once, that's it. Pull the toolie up, that's it When the crew meet up, that's lit Alone, I'm bruising up your clique Click, clack you better get back split that like a Kit Kat This kids raps are the syntax. For your b**h rap chargin' sin tax In the business, sophisticated with the homies, my fist in faces Lookin like you ate a rock all your teeth are liberated For those of y'all that ain't armed you better ring the alarm Cause I'll send ya to the graveyard I'm an Sr. to you Jr.'s All this rappin give me chapped lips f** a Chapstick Yo gurls fat lips should do the job fantastic Anything I touch comin to life. Fingered a girl and the b**h got pregnant Y'all are defenseless. y'all screamin F this Government had to cover up the wreckage Sippin cappuccinos while I'm cappin chinos Captain Korean America I'm not your cla**ic hero I'm screamin carpe diem while I'm stealing hearts in DM's When you hear my bars go "Deeyum" stretchin ya arms don't reach him Smearin up those white vans with your blood damn Daniel Lions den got mad mammals treat you liked they damned Daniel Sickenin past filled with cats stickin backs fillin gaps Pennin raps Hittin back with a strengthened back Kim is back! Im poppin veins when these fake rap gods naming Pac in vain You listen to Yeezus once you think you and God the same? So a God would rock a chain? A GOD used to be locked in chains? Diss you back if you call him names? A GOD need to rob a bank? Pause that frame you all the same and more hoppin on the train Stop that train of thought you lames Gods a rank Not a name Don't rob your brain of knowledge mayne Knowledge reigns I'm robbin brains Rhymin takes a mind of great amounts of age a life of pain I'll leave your baller fame in a ball of flames I'm on the Rakim plane you Flocka Flame were not the same