KZA K' Lee - Baki the Grappler (Bonus Track) Lyrics

Tell me what happened
To niggahs rapping
We went to pill popping straight from PlayStation graphics
Now y'all got me laughing
Rapping something spectacular
Call me baki the grappler
The way I wrestle with words
Off top you get suplexed
For rocking ya rope chain
Please watch ya step in my domain
These bars is souped up
Like ramen
We shoot up from rhyming
In gun clapping climates
I'm good on the encore
Children sleep from these glock comas
You blind to it
You got glaucoma
Money crazy
Brothas is Doe nuts
Home of the diagnostics
I got the ILLest optic
Cops is rendered useless
Forced to come with other options
My mental packs the full metal panic
My spitting got you shaking something tantric
And f*ck your penny antics
My rich mind state is liable to boost the crime rate
But I chose to calm the dudes who movin irate
I'm from flower city
We burry seeds before their chance to sprout
It's crazy bro
We gotta make it out
For some American pie you all would die for a taste of clout
But life's a bitch and we all ate her out