Syn Suitcase - CAUTION HOT: Run Away! Lyrics

I'm rhyming so raw like a black African
You locked in my car kept for a master plan
Temper so swollen I act like a packer fan
I'm rolling fit for rap don't gotta be a blacker man
I got 10 toes laid straight on the ground wackers damn
And yesterday... a bae baked great
I looked in the mirror decided to run a quick pace
The only idea on these phonys mind is to gain weight
I'm writing this in a bad mood today
This the hot surface so best you run away
The best lyrics written in the label by Syn Suitcase
I'm humble until a fat cunt gets in the way
I stick to raps short, to get em' hooked
Pop a intro song cork, they run and they book
I don't record in front of people in a stu hey look
I play em' a track by me and they know they cooked
This is caution hot, f*cking know your place
Rue the hand on the mop and run away
You f*cking suckers
Da$h, Alex, M.K.
All the hand of Syn Suitcase
This the album so tune in with ears and listen to a disgrace
Aww, f*ck!