K-Proetic - I Rap Rap (feat. KID PRO)

Right away, I snatch mic away
Hear the shit my mind'll spray, and catch a violent stray from a mile away
And when that energy enters me imma different breed
Killin' all the inner peace of my visible enemies
Melodic soliloquy, Proetic ministry
It's a written piece, beauty dystopia, taste the bittersweet
Grip and squeeze, hit police, niggaz thinking he's sick indeed
Nigga please, see what they did to we individually
My shit is far above your simplistic thoughts
So when I'm spitting these bars, niggaz won't listen at all
The recipient of recurring intrinsic rewards
If I perform for many crowds and they didn't applaud
My don status, Peri in tall glasses, honeys with long lashes, covered in soft fabric
Ballin' like march madness
Please applaud rappers with bar patterns that's cleverly written with smart tactics
It's captivating, raps abrasive, that amazing, magic making
Black invasion aggravating MAGA nation, crackers hatin'
Back to basics, crafting a classic making
You don't want no smoke, all of y'all can get it like the Oprah show
It's R.E.A.L Music, in the Garden, we the best in sight
No cap, like grown and sexy night
And with these contract killings, I get a certain advantage
Hit up my connect and enlist the perfect assailant
PRO
When they say they shits a movie, it don't ever move me
More than usually just some shit bout about drugs and a couple groupies
Y'all ain't smashing floozies in custom Louie jacuzzis
Waving gold plated Gucci uzis, y'all niggas, fuckin coochie
Man y'all could never be as hot as me
Wake up from that dream, you niggas owing me apologies
Rap Socrates, you goin' never find a smarter one
I'm sick as killing sharks up in the ocean with a water gun
The most ferocious, flows explosive, at the highest voltage
Had the competition comatosing off of just a dosage
Beautiful symphony of murder that your boy composing
Y'all a 3rd grade recital, this here magnum opus
Hold up, leave 'em hopeless, homeless, and hoeless
And never squash the beef, too obsessive compulsive
'Cause even blind niggas see I ain't losing my focus
Tell these haters suck a scrotum, stay atop of the totem
Grumpy curmudgeon, fuck being lit, I stay washed
This rapper genocide, I'm Mussolini mixed with Adolf
Mixed with Attila the Hun, I'm killing rappers for fun
Sit back, witness, and marvel, you niggas sharp as a marble
See what I illustrate, proves that I'm in a different space
Thanos state of mind, if I'm snapping, you gon disintegrate
Try to intimidate, you better hit the brakes
This food for thought goin' be the illest shit yo bitch goin' ever taste

Written by:
Paulo Lasso, Sebastien Francois

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Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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