K.C the MC - Going Off

Damn we going off
Never gon stop me, no you won't top me
I am a spaceship taking off
Fuck what you talkin about
Keep runnin your mouth
Im sure you'll be runnin off
Fuck all this lame shit
Back to the basics
Hope that my style is rubbin off
And if its not, throw a Molotov
I'm gonna be the best up in the west
The game is mine, nothing more and nothin less
I work my ass off and to that I can attest
Raps in my blood, dont be shocked if your impressed
Give me the mic, I'll be giving the light
To the people who really fuck with me (Whoa)
Im rollin the dice, take my chances at night
I'm guessing my life's 50 50 (Whoa)
Said it once, say it twice, my thoughts taking flight
Dont give motherfuckers intentions to fight
But if you step up and throw the first punch
You'll leave with sharp pains like I came with a knife
Motherfuckers never steppin up
K.C the MC with the uppercut
I hit 3 and they fleed cause they werent enough
They see me and say damn dawg he really tough
He took my girl last week, lets go fuck em up
I said the brunette chick with the bubble butt?
She still on my dick now like a condom bruh
Still got her number for whenever I wanna bust a nut
They say dont compare yourself to foes
But I win every single time toe to toe
No competition, got the fucken open road
I take no L's, and that's just the way it goes
Damn we going off
Never gon stop me, no you won't top me
I am a spaceship taking off
Fuck what you talkin about
Keep runnin your mouth
Im sure you'll be runnin off
Fuck all this lame shit
Back to the basics
Hope that my style is rubbin off
And if its not, throw a Molotov
They told me to stay in my lane
Never complain
And good things would come
They as fake as they chain
So one day they came
To get beat like a drum
They dumb, yeah they aint intelligent
Never reach my level of intelligence
Never getting these skill through inheritance
This is just the beginning, my Genesis
So just like I told them, never gon’ stop me
Upcoming rappers, just wait in the lobby
Chicano man that’s who I am
We’re reppin la rasa, the rest are just copies
You catching bodies, I’m catching badies
In pics of the greatest, no way you could crop me out
If you do that, then don’t forget to put my dick and balls up in your mouth, hoe
Tell me how you wanna die
A stab, shot, a driveby or a suicide
Going off is all I need it's just you and I
You got options now its time for you to roll the die
Tell me that I’m not worth the fucking spotlight
That I deserve to not be heard, homie yeah right
You rolled the die and the luck is not on your side
Lyrical bullets shot the beat and you both died, bitch
They say dont compare yourself to foes
But I win every single time toe to toe
No competition, got the fucken open road
I take no L's, and that's just the way it goes
Damn we going off
Never gon stop me, no you won't top me
I am a spaceship taking off
Fuck what you talkin about
Keep runnin your mouth
Im sure you'll be runnin off
Fuck all this lame shit
Back to the basics
Hope that my style is rubbin off
And if its not, throw a Molotov

Written by:
Kenneth Cruz

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