Richie Branson - O.P. lyrics

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Richie Branson - O.P. lyrics

[Random] I don't stand around acting tough Record labels still wanna snatch me up Like jacks and stuff Everybody mad cause they pa**ed em up I don't ask for much Maybe a sound system that's adequate I'm attacking it, so ravenous So pa**ionate it's no accident These boys ga**ed up like flatulence Need a Maalox cause they ain't hot, got the game locked And I can't stop, like a car with the brakes popped At a club playing K-pop in a tank top They repackaged like they work for Game Stop Can't box so they flail they lungs, tuck tail and run just like cowards do My power overload scouters - last measurement over 9000! Housin, like realtors, for real, bruh Keep ya head down and your shield up Don't worry whatever don't k** ya is just exp that you gonna build up And I'm maxed out on Critical Amp Rappers claim they gon' get it but can't Wake up and apologize if you ever dream About hitting the champ [Chorus: Storyville] Up and down your timeline There I go again See them hating on my reign Wonder when it's gonna end I hear you making noise But you just not there Wanna take me out the game Cause it's just not fair Boy I'm OP, OP None of these rappers can hold me I'm OP, OP Got the codes from the OGs I'm OP, OP None of these rappers can hold me I'm OP, too OP That's Over Powered Over Powered [Random] I'm Heimerdinger in LoL, I'm Michael Jordan in '96 Rappers getting over, cause someone told them BARS means rhyming quick I took the oath and i honor it Confident without consequence Dominant on my continent I'm like God Shammgod at Providence And I'm Superman in Injustice, I'm Alex Mercer in Prototype Overhyped, you know the type that'll Cup the head when they hold the mic So I snatch that from a rap act kicking wack raps And attack that, like a soldier do Tell ya dad that you a sad sack And you shan't rap and to smack that cat who told you to And I don't play well with others That is unless its my brothers- Guild, and I don't mean Felicia Day And we keep it fresh like Easter day We take the mic and play keep away Rep myself and still beat the case Cause I'm hungry like I ain't eat today And you looking like a big piece of steak Well as you can see, it's unlikely that I'm hungry right now, but, you know... [Chorus: Storyville] Up and down your timeline There I go again See them hating on my reign Wonder when it's gonna end I hear you making noise But you just not there Wanna take me out the game Cause it's just not fair Boy I'm OP, OP None of these rappers can hold me I'm OP, OP Got the codes from the OGs I'm OP, OP None of these rappers can hold me I'm OP, too OP That's Over Powered Over Powered [Richie Branson] You are not up on my level I'm overpowered in the game like Kazuya the devil Yo we running through them trenches Like we mobbing with them rebels Super Sonic on that Sega Emeralds all up in my bezel Every flow I spit is sure to knock your block off Like an Eddy Gordo kick or a shot from OddJob Got that flame like Molotov, don't you disrespect the boss Unless you feeling like Aerith trying to step to Sephiroth Look I'm Lancelot with that lightsaber Never used to have a lot of dry haters Til I canceled off of that hiatus Like Kakarot in that time chamber See I'm at the top like Abdul-Jabbar Sky hook, 85 Lakers I'm too far, you can't touch the heels Even if you had a squad full of White Mages [Chorus: Storyville] Up and down your timeline There I go again See them hating on my reign Wonder when it's gonna end I hear you making noise But you just not there Wanna take me out the game Cause it's just not fair Boy I'm OP, OP None of these rappers can hold me I'm OP, OP Got the codes from the OGs I'm OP, OP None of these rappers can hold me I'm OP, too OP That's Over Powered Over Powered