Mt. Olympus
(专辑: See Me On Top 4 - 2014)
[Hook:] Now they wanna hear a
country nigga rap 5
albums in, I
swear a
country nigga snap Thought they wanted trap, thought they wanted bass Thought they wanted molly, thought they wanted drank Fuck them niggas, now they wanna hear a
country nigga rap 5
albums in, I
swear a
country nigga snap Thought they wanted gold, thought they wanted shine Thought they wanted radio, bitch make up your mind (Yeah ho) [Verse 1:] All this attention I
don't even know what I
might even do with it That Control beat is like an ugly bitch that everybody done fucked raw Maybe you hit it Aww man, I'm more concerned why niggas been texting my cell Calling my phone Ask me about this Kendrick shit That he ain't even really even diss me on I
ain't drawn to all this propaganda Rap shit 'bout as real as Santa Now I'm lyrical all of the
sudden Well last year they claim they ain't understand me I'm burying niggas And pissing on they graves Another nigga, other nigga name on your chain And they call me a
slave Niggas scared of this country boy, lord forbid I
catch a
body In the
studio tryna calm your soul Looking at your manager, I
think Krit's a
God, man I
put you in the
trunk with these subwoofers 5th wheel in my shottie I'm so prolific with these scriptures they might give me a
Bible Page 1, come here son Mind your manners, just be cool I
know you lame when you was in school The
little fame you ain't used to And it was easy for you to move through English class put you off a
thesaurus Like one of these days I'm gonna be a
rapper But all my verses gonna be borrowed So I'm a
take from all these Southern artists That mainstream never heard of Recycle all of they lingo And make sure I
screw my words up Bravo for your swagger-jacking I'm overwhelmed by your dedication You actually fooled these people into thinking That your music was innovative Frustrated Rap battling never got me out of no public housing You telling me I
can be King of Hip-Hop And they wouldn't give it to Andre 3000? Nigga please, this war ain't got shit to do with us God could physically come down and say "he the
greatest My favorite, y'all should listen, he have potential To outlive the
heatwave I'm a
sit through this motherfucker And rebuild for a
whole 'nother other culture" And that wouldn't be enough So fuck these haters and fuck these hoes Damn right I
still mean that [Hook] [Verse 2:] Hope the
hook wasn't too simple Either way nigga, I
wrote it Yes, I
made the
beat, yes, I
mixed the
track I
am far from wack, you a
one-trick pony I
don't fall in line, I
define what's rhyme Fuck what you was thinking, bloggers they can quote it Lotta rappers buried underneath my house They know what I'm 'bout, you ain't even know it Overdosed on hocus-pocus, jibber-jabber Snap on my stature was firebreathing dragon King of every castle, how you signing rappers? All these labels must be giving out a
raffle Wrangling like cattle, keep a
nigga shackled Leaving people baffled, tap dance nigga Misleading all of your rap fans, nigga Might as well just do a
lap dance, nigga Sap ass nigga Do whatever for some dap ass nigga I
ain't got time To watch out for children, stay out my kitchen The
shit that I'm cooking ain't meant for your kind Cracking and bashing the
shit out your spine King with a
crown, humble and tall Tyrants never keep quiet, rather be violent So I'm beheading them all! The
lay of the
land, I'm setting fire to buildings and bridges You ain't sell out a
show until you sell out one in Mississippi What's good for Hip Hop may not be good for my soul So, I
keep flexing, wrecking, for the
people that respect it Check it, fuck a
Control (Are you not entertained!) Bih! [Hook] [Outro:] Fuck them niggas! Yea, I
said it, fuck them niggas! Yea, I
said it, fuck them niggas! Yea, I
said it, thought they wanted radio, bitch make up your mind Fuck them niggas!