KID PRO - Fuck Around Lyrics

I only work on two modes, clap and clapback
This slapping like E Honda, hotboxing the hatchback
Who wanna match that, abstract back pack, matte black
This raw manufactured from the 80's, boy, the crack back
Ladies love him, but the style far from gorgeous
Haters I got 'em nauseous, got 'em coming at me cautious
Cause a nigga known as lawless, and his hitlist is enormous
Got some dragons scorching corpses from atop of the fortress
Feel like the king of the underground when I come around
Voice sounding like thunder pounding, niggas get hunted down
One sixteen, feel like I took a hundred down
It's madness, even my adlibs leave a nigga with cracked ribs
Who realer, don't even know anyone half as iller
Not from the Wu, but every verse delivered a Masta Killa
They checking on my Method, living legend
I'm only built for Cuban Linx, you know I'm always Cheffin
That's cooking up a Masterpiece, the young rap lord
With my killabees, shadow boxing with some liquid swords
Feel the force, the best who I'm discussed with
So protect ya neck, I ain't nothing to f*ck with
Cause all I need is one mic, I got the foresight
The only nigga you know that's on, even on off nights
Ain't gon stop shining till I'm blinding them with some Porsche lights
I'm building empires, y'all building bases on fortnite
Cause I don't f*ck around
It's a problem every time that I come around
I'm in my prime, every time, know I shut it down
If they didn't know before, bet you know now
I don't f*ck around
I don't f*ck around
I ain't with the bullshit that be going round
Cause the game ain't been the same, gotta hold it down
If they ain't knew my name, bet they know it now
I don't f*ck around
Rap elitist, spitting vintage on this master thesis
Smash beats to pieces, then it's back to penning masterpieces
Took some bumps, still living like I'm undefeated
Life's about learning lessons even when you're not succeeding
Sometimes I feel there's nothing left to write
But lyricism lacking, that's motivation to shred a mic
I am Hip-Hop, I rep it right
I'm unforgettable, y'all niggas small memories like a megabyte
So what's it looking like, lyrics tight and the hooks will right
Fully hit you on the left side of your head if you looking right
F*ck your producer, engineer, and your shit label
Come to your show, cut the sound, shit on the merch table
Far from having a halo, good conscience disabled
Lucifer on my shoulder, lost my guardian angels
Because these demons keep on messing with him
So I cut the beat on, cause every verse is an exorcism
So I always cheat death, I gotta feel blessed
The only way I'm gon' rest easy is if I sleep less
Kinda ironic as I meditate with deep breaths
The pen lethal like I bear arms, the flow sleeveless
Cause I'm who they wanna see next
No games, end your career, making you hit the reset
So what's a goblin to a T-Rex
I'm stunting on 'em twice, by accident, that's a Re-Flex
Cause I don't f*ck around
It's a problem every time that I come around
I'm in my prime, every time, know I shut it down
If they didn't know before, bet you know now
I don't f*ck around
I don't f*ck around
I ain't with the bullshit that be going round
Cause the game ain't been the same, gotta hold it down
If they ain't knew my name, bet they know it now
I don't f*ck around