Kwaj - Jack Frost Lost
You feminine I'm a masculine cat
With an immaculate rap track record
I'm not fast to amass gas
But I blast past the half stepper
I done said trap rap is wack
I be that back pack rap repper
This goon slap boom bap
Doom back with a mask off
No fitted but when I spit it
They throw they hats off
Jack Frost lost in the battle
Of who the coldest
Better know that nobody more throwback
Cuz I'm the oldest
I do profess
That a test in a seat
Is a different application
Than finesse in the street
But I bet I give that kid
Who act like a wiz
The biz in a rap quiz
The fact is I best him on a beat
Check the status
I'm busy up in the stratus
The band camp with a clyp
Every medium we the baddest
The small talk dodger
The conversation destroyer
I come over to chill
I'm probably posted in your foyer
Or your boy is outta space
Face zoned out
In the car writing a song so long
My bass blown out
And that's a true story
Never spit no fable or fiction
The game won't let a lie fly
From a guy like I
Without fatal infliction
But I ain't got no scratches
No matches
No Cassius
But got different arrays and ways that I throw splashes
I got more stashes of raps
That catch wreck in your deck
Than when your door smashes
Into the side of another whip
That's riding yo
Kept it on the low
The way the go
He just decided slow
Make that first move
It's never the wrong one
I done got burned and learned
It's better in the long run
Written by:
Michael Ekwuaju
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