Kid God - Jose's Interlude

Grip the microphone
In my zone
I'm gonna be
Killin it
Willingly
Stink face when they look at me interesting
Spittin efficient I get it in
Flippin verses like their in baggies
You know what I'm servin this is
Words in motion
Flowing out my soul
While my energy pulsin

I need mass appeal
I need rap appeal
Someone throw a bone
Imma catch it quick
Imma
Imma catch it

Speaking the truth in the booth
Every verse I include
Into a song
Then I deliver it to
Keen Swanks
No delay
Always he be rockin on that mix and master game
Handle flame
Shit is fast
What in the fuck do I say

Goodie Mob
Gotta go out there and get it
With finesse and finish
In first with the fitness
While makin commission
And takin positions
Evading the drama
Creating the shit in your heart
You are feelin for reala
Whenever you are alone
Dedicated to those times and many more
As I'm out here with rhymes goin for gold

They never question my methods
Accepted em long ago
On a roll
Imma go
Ace the course
With the flow
Treat a song
Like a road
Skirt round that bitch
Hear my tires roar
Might just Isley Bro
Drop a bomb
In the stu
I rhyme pa-rum-pum-pum
Hundred round drum
And then ample butt
All in a sample of
My homie beat boxin
Rattlin speakers
We coming up
Runnin up flows
Like a hiker does
More bars than Riker's
This flow it is timeless
Promise you gon hear me even after dyin

Tryna be bigger than Iron Giant
The one they cannot size up or try to fight with
Bitch I'm Rocky I got this l'll clock you Ivan's
Leave you sleeping up inside the fetal position forever
Whenever you try contend in
The way that my bars intersect with
The tempo my pleasure
Too easy obsessive I fester
And practice each day
For a couple hours
To strengthen my investment

Haha
Shout out Jose
Ooo
KG
Goddammit that was fucking dope

Written by:
Christian Sucik, Jose Leija

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