Mid-Night the Golden Soldier - Tell the Rap Game (The Boss Is Back) Lyrics

G-yeah
Uhuuhh
I'm back
Golden Soldier
I'm felling groovy
G-yeah
U huh
The boss is back man
G-yeah

So I heard
They Was Hoping that this Cat Retire
Long time Coming
So you Know i'm coming back with fire
I laugh at beef
Cause I know i'm getting that acquired
But rapid fire
Mamme ya face into apple cider
This industry trash
Here is the music of a platinum writer
Cause i'm a raper biter
Most of y'all my appetizer
You see my tour bus
Is titties and an ass supplier
With Freaky Woman
Who treat dick like an pacifier
Life a turning wheel
I only spent half the tire
All this money mine
I a'int never been a math divider
Spiting what i"m living
So i never need a back up writer
But ill ghost write
But you know there means there's cash required
I'm not a martian
I'm a human being
With a sick flow
That is bound to get me stupid cream
Get out of pocket
I'm a put you in the rugger beam
Plus my chain heavy
Like I dissected Wolverine
Never scare of drama
If it's beef we can do the thing
I'm a nightmare
You just pussy like a nuvo-ring
I'm a og
Of course i"m not new to thing
F*ck what you heard
Most these rappers misconstruing thing
They tell me dumb it down
I'm overdoing things
This verse in worth a mill
So every word is like 2 and change
I keep a group of things
All my niggas moving things
I keep a group of things
All a nigga do is slang

Tell the rap game
That the motherf*cking boss is back
Tell the rap game
That the motherf*cking boss is back
Tell the rap game
That the motherf*cking boss is back
I'm the resurrection
I a'int trying to hear you f*ckers rap
Tell the rap game
That the motherf*cking boss is back
Tell the rap game
That the motherf*cking boss is back
Tell the rap game
That the motherf*cking boss is back
I'm the resurrection
I a'int trying to hear you f*ckers rap

You see my life
Is on a potiem
Strive to be the best in the game
Because there's only one
In front the judge
I'm a lie like linoleum
And if I get acquitted
I'm a smoke until the bogey done
Always stressed
See my life is pandamonium
But f*ck these rappers
Feel my competition only none
See my pride is unmovable
Get on my nerves
I'm a show you what a shooter do
Its hard to hide with technology
I'll google you
Quietly pursue on you
Walk up and put two in you
I got admirers
That try to do what dude can do
But they beats trash
And they rhymes sound stupid too
If I don't know you
I ain't got nothing to prove to you
I deal with hound k9's
Ya'll scooby-do
You testing my patience
To me that's unusual
Confine you to a cubicle
Box for your funeral
I got a couple of spots
That I can move it too
Cause ain't no telling
What a nigga bad mood will do
Dealt with a couple bullets
That I maneuvered though
Then I came back
And r-i-p-ed the whole group of you
Forest gump
Stupid is what stupid do
So i just make sure what i spit
Inside the booth is true
You aggravated i getit
I'm kind of moody too
Best rapper living
I'm just trying tell the truth to you

Tell the rap game
That the motherf*cking boss is back
Tell the rap game
That the motherf*cking boss is back
Tell the rap game
That the motherf*cking boss is back
I'm the resurrection
I a'int trying to hear you f*ckers rap
Tell the rap game
That the motherf*cking boss is back
Tell the rap game
That the motherf*cking boss is back
Tell the rap game
That the motherf*cking boss is back
I'm the resurrection
I a'int trying to hear you f*ckers rap
Tell the rap game
That the motherf*cking boss is back
Tell the rap game
That the motherf*cking boss is back
Tell the rap game
That the motherf*cking boss is back
I'm the resurrection
I a'int trying to hear you f*ckers rap
Tell the rap game
That the motherf*cking boss is back
Tell the rap game
That the motherf*cking boss is back
Tell the rap game
That the motherf*cking boss is back
I'm the resurrection
I a'int trying to hear you f*ckers rap