Entire careers on trading block
Came from the top came to the bottom I made it stop
Back to the basement, we know that flow is not so hot
Got a colossal notch, turn you into a fossil watch
I'm spite less now these bars will make y'all wanna write this down
Two cents can make a penny wise be a righteous clown
Not surrendering, giving up bout to hide this towel
Survival of the fittest, sporting that MacGyver brow
Five minutes into this, I got that priceless style
This crouching tiger being a wing chun I'm a fighting child
Hoodie on the mic show your hand I might adjust
I'm a writer trust my Midas touch is cypher clutch
When it come to rap I don't do all this arguing
Ryu on the mic wanna match I'm like Shoryuken
Every blade I got is designer, this for y'all as reminder
I'm sitting up on recliners yo bro
Be boxing y'all on the beat while I sneak ahead y'all still got Reebok's all on your feet yo bro
Hell yeah, rappers y'all on the trading block
Every time I hear y'all flow, seeing the rating flop
Stop the flop like mumble let me opt to not
Momma favorite rapper cheddar bob while I papa dock ya spot
I philosophize talk about it goals met while I still optimize
Each moment guy will drop the lies, all your bars still got the sighs
Haters come out with the sand and feathers, looking with those ostrich eyes
I'm the whole menu, you not the fries
Bar you up, the price is right, yeah I got a prize
See those lames let them know I'm contracted
Man's never shot the guys I'm chimney want all the smoke
Your style I compare it to leftover dinner you forgot about in the microwave three months macaroni and cottage fries
Sorry, won't apologize, may not be the hottest you listen to and that is something we all see eye to eye
Honestly I'm on it see that's the policy
Y'all battle me with those bars I compare it to a ear of corn
And y'all haters be listening, but the way the rap game is positioning while you're spitting through the hole of your ass, make them shitty bars not worth it
I will stomp you out with my boots just 10 them a fate
And while you're quick to hate, your body just in timb or lake
When you rap, it's all barking
Part it with lean and hit parts cause hard as it seem
You step like Carter and Dream, throw like Carhartt jeans
Started with me you will go partying go from bars to bar scheme
Beg my pardoning this flow is hardening
Matter fact, stop the cap, none of y'all can f*ck with me
See the truth is the elixir, so close the mouth
If you made it this far, the freestyle's the out, bro
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Entire careers on trading block
Came from the top came to the bottom I made it stop
Back to the basement, we know that flow is not so hot
Got a colossal notch, turn you into a fossil watch
I'm spite less now these bars will make y'all wanna write this down
Two cents can make a penny wise be a righteous clown
Not surrendering, giving up bout to hide this towel
Survival of the fittest, sporting that MacGyver brow
Five minutes into this, I got that priceless style
This crouching tiger being a wing chun I'm a fighting child
Hoodie on the mic show your hand I might adjust
I'm a writer trust my Midas touch is cypher clutch
When it come to rap I don't do all this arguing
Ryu on the mic wanna match I'm like Shoryuken
Every blade I got is designer, this for y'all as reminder
I'm sitting up on recliners yo bro
Be boxing y'all on the beat while I sneak ahead y'all still got Reebok's all on your feet yo bro
Hell yeah, rappers y'all on the trading block
Every time I hear y'all flow, seeing the rating flop
Stop the flop like mumble let me opt to not
Momma favorite rapper cheddar bob while I papa dock ya spot
I philosophize talk about it goals met while I still optimize
Each moment guy will drop the lies, all your bars still got the sighs
Haters come out with the sand and feathers, looking with those ostrich eyes
I'm the whole menu, you not the fries
Bar you up, the price is right, yeah I got a prize
See those lames let them know I'm contracted
Man's never shot the guys I'm chimney want all the smoke
Your style I compare it to leftover dinner you forgot about in the microwave three months macaroni and cottage fries
Sorry, won't apologize, may not be the hottest you listen to and that is something we all see eye to eye
Honestly I'm on it see that's the policy
Y'all battle me with those bars I compare it to a ear of corn
And y'all haters be listening, but the way the rap game is positioning while you're spitting through the hole of your ass, make them shitty bars not worth it
I will stomp you out with my boots just 10 them a fate
And while you're quick to hate, your body just in timb or lake
When you rap, it's all barking
Part it with lean and hit parts cause hard as it seem
You step like Carter and Dream, throw like Carhartt jeans
Started with me you will go partying go from bars to bar scheme
Beg my pardoning this flow is hardening
Matter fact, stop the cap, none of y'all can f*ck with me
See the truth is the elixir, so close the mouth
If you made it this far, the freestyle's the out, bro
Came from the top came to the bottom I made it stop
Back to the basement, we know that flow is not so hot
Got a colossal notch, turn you into a fossil watch
I'm spite less now these bars will make y'all wanna write this down
Two cents can make a penny wise be a righteous clown
Not surrendering, giving up bout to hide this towel
Survival of the fittest, sporting that MacGyver brow
Five minutes into this, I got that priceless style
This crouching tiger being a wing chun I'm a fighting child
Hoodie on the mic show your hand I might adjust
I'm a writer trust my Midas touch is cypher clutch
When it come to rap I don't do all this arguing
Ryu on the mic wanna match I'm like Shoryuken
Every blade I got is designer, this for y'all as reminder
I'm sitting up on recliners yo bro
Be boxing y'all on the beat while I sneak ahead y'all still got Reebok's all on your feet yo bro
Hell yeah, rappers y'all on the trading block
Every time I hear y'all flow, seeing the rating flop
Stop the flop like mumble let me opt to not
Momma favorite rapper cheddar bob while I papa dock ya spot
I philosophize talk about it goals met while I still optimize
Each moment guy will drop the lies, all your bars still got the sighs
Haters come out with the sand and feathers, looking with those ostrich eyes
I'm the whole menu, you not the fries
Bar you up, the price is right, yeah I got a prize
See those lames let them know I'm contracted
Man's never shot the guys I'm chimney want all the smoke
Your style I compare it to leftover dinner you forgot about in the microwave three months macaroni and cottage fries
Sorry, won't apologize, may not be the hottest you listen to and that is something we all see eye to eye
Honestly I'm on it see that's the policy
Y'all battle me with those bars I compare it to a ear of corn
And y'all haters be listening, but the way the rap game is positioning while you're spitting through the hole of your ass, make them shitty bars not worth it
I will stomp you out with my boots just 10 them a fate
And while you're quick to hate, your body just in timb or lake
When you rap, it's all barking
Part it with lean and hit parts cause hard as it seem
You step like Carter and Dream, throw like Carhartt jeans
Started with me you will go partying go from bars to bar scheme
Beg my pardoning this flow is hardening
Matter fact, stop the cap, none of y'all can f*ck with me
See the truth is the elixir, so close the mouth
If you made it this far, the freestyle's the out, bro
Writer: James Wilson
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