Berg8793 - DK Rap God lyrics

Here- here- here we go!

Look, I was gonna go easy on you
And not to hurt your feelings
But, I'm only going to get this one chance!
Something's wrong, I can feel it
(Here- here- here we go)
It's just a feeling I've got
Like something's about to happen
But, I don't know what (DK! Donkey Kong! DK)
If that means what I think it means
We're in trouble big trouble
(Donkey Kong! DK)
And if he is as bananas as you say
I'm not taking any chances
(Donkey Kong! DK! Donkey Kong is here)
You were just what the doc ordered!

I'm beginning to feel like a Rap God, Rap God
All my people from the front to the back nod
Back nod now who thinks their arms are


Long enough to slap box, slap box?
They said I rap like a robot
So call me rap-bot but for me to rap like a
Computer must be in my genes
I got a laptop in my back pocket

My pen'll go off when I half-cock it
Got a fat knot from that rap profit
Made a living and a killing off it
Ever since Bill Clinton was still in office
With Monica Lewinsky feeling on his
Nutshack! I'm an MC, still as honest
But as rude and indecent as all hell
Syllables, skillaholic (Kill 'em all with)
This flippity, dippity-hippity Hip-Hop
You don't really wanna get into a
Shooting match with this rappity brat
Packing a Mac in the back of the
Ac, backpack rap crap, yap, yap
Yackity yack
And at the exact same time I attempt these
Lyrical acrobat stunts while
I'm practicing that
I'll still be able to break a coconut table
Over the back of a couple of
Kremlings and crack it in half
Only realized it was ironic I was
Signed to Aftermath after the fact
How could I not blow? All
I do is drop oranges
Feel my wrath of attack
Rappers are having a rough time period
Here's a Maxi pad
It's actually disastrously bad
For the wack while I'm masterfully
Constructing this masterpiece 'cause

I'm beginning to feel like a Rap God, Rap God
All my people from the front to the back nod
Back nod now who thinks their arms are
Long enough to slap box, slap box?
Let me show you maintaining these
Spurts ain't that hard, that hard
Everybody want the key and the secret to
Rap immortality like I have got

Well, to be truthful the blueprint's
Simply rage and youthful exuberance
Everybody loves to root for a nuisance
Hit the earth like an asteroid
Did nothing but shoot for the moon since
MC's get taken to school with this music
'Cause, I use it as a
Vehicle to bus the rhyme
Now I lead a new school full of students
Me? I'm a product of
Rakim, Lakim Shabazz, 2Pac, nWA
Cube, hey Doc, Ren, Yella, Eazy, thank you
They got Slim
Inspired enough to one day grow up
Blow up and be in a position
To meet Run-DMC and induct them
Into the Ro-ro-ro-ro-Rock n'
Roll Hall of Fame
Even though I walk in a church and
Burst in a ball of flames
Only Hall of Fame I'll be inducted
In is the alcohol of fame
On the wall of shame
You Kremlings think it's all a game 'til
I walk a flock of flames off a plank and
Tell me what in the fridge are you thinking?
No style, looking boy
No grace, I can barely say
It with a straight face, looking boy
You're witnessing a massacre
Like you're watching a church
Gathering take place, looking boy
Oy vey, a funny face, that's all they say
Looking boy
You get a thumbs up, pat on the back
And a "way to go" from your label everyday
Looking boy
Hey, looking boy, what d'you say
Looking boy?
I got a "hell yeah" from Dre, looking boy
I'mma work for everything I have
Never asked nobody for crap
Get outta my face, looking boy
Basically, boy, you're never gonna be capable
Of keeping up with the same pace, looking boy

'Cause, I'm beginning to feel like a Rap God
Rap God
All my people from the front to the back nod
Back nod the way I'm racing around the
Track, call me Nascar, nascar
Dale Earnhardt of the trailer park
The White Trash God
Kneel before General Zod, this
Planet's Krypton, no Asgard, asgard

So you be Thor and I'll be Odin, you rodent
I'm omnipotent let off
Then I'm reloading immediately with
These grapes I'm totin'
And I should not be woken
I'm the walking dead
But, I'm just a talking head
A zombie floating
But, I got your mom performing
I'm out my Ramen noodle, we
Have nothing in common, poodle
I'm a Doberman, pinch yourself in
The arm and pay homage, pupil
It's me, my honesty's brutal
But, it's honestly futile if I don't utilize
What I do though for good
At least once in a while
So I wanna make sure somewhere in this
Chicken scratch I scribble and doodle
Enough rhymes to maybe to try and help
Get some people through tough times
But, I gotta keep a few punchlines just
In case 'cause even you unsigned
Rappers are hungry looking at
Me like it's lunchtime
I know there was a time where once
I was king of the underground
But, I still rap like I'm
On my Pharoahe Monch grind
So I crunch rhymes
But sometimes when you combine
Appeal with the skin color of mine
You get too big and here they come trying to
Censor you like that one line I said
On "I'm Back" from the Mathers LP
One when I tried to say "I'll
Take several Kongs from DK Isle
Put 'em all in a line
Add some pineapple smells
Peanuts, grapes, feathers, oranges
And coconut shells, aww yeah!"
See if I get away with it now that
I ain't as big as I was, but I'm
Morphin' into an immortal
Coming through the portal
You're stuck in a time warp from 2004 though
And I don't know what the
Fridge that you rhyme for
You're pointless as Rapunzel
With funky cornrows
You write normal, that isn't funny
And I just bought a coconut
Gun from the future
Just to come and shoot ya like
When Fabolous made Ray J mad
'Cause Fab said he fired in
Spurts at Mayweather's pad
Singin' to a man while he played piano
Man, oh man, that was a 24
7 special on the cable channel
So Ray J went straight to the
Radio station the very next day
"Hey, Fab, it's gonna hurt!"

Lyrics coming at you at supersonic speed
(You're too slow)
Huh, summa lumma dooma lumma
You assuming I'm a human
What I gotta do to get it
Through to you I'm superhuman?
Innovative and I'm made of rubber
So that anything you say is ricocheting off
Of me and it'll glue to you
I'm devastating, more than ever demonstrating
How to give a SiIvaGunner audience
A feeling like it's levitating never fading
And I know that haters are forever waiting
For the day that they can say I fell off
They'll be celebrating
'Cause, I know the way to get 'em motivated
I make elevating music
You make elevator music
"Oh, he's too mainstream"
Well, that's what they do
When they get jealous, they confuse it
"It's not hip hop, it's pop"
'Cause, I found a hella way to fuse it
With rock, shock rap with Doc
Throw on "Lose Yourself" and make 'em lose it
I don't know how to make songs like that
I don't know what words to use
Let me know when it occurs to you
While I'm ripping any one of
These verses that versus you
It's curtains, I'm inadvertently hurtin' you
How many verses I gotta murder to
Prove that if you were half as nice
Your songs you could sacrifice virgins to
Huh! School flunky, pill junky
But look at the accolades
These skills brung me
Full of myself, but still hungry
I bully myself 'cause I make me do
What I put my mind to
When I'm a million leagues above you
Ill when I speak in tongues
But, it's still tongue in cheek gET OUT!
I'm drunk, so K rool take the steering wheel
I'm asleep in the front seat bumping
Heavy D and the Boyz
"Still chunky, but funky"
But in my head there's something I
Can feel tugging and struggling
Angels fight with devils and here's
What they want from me
They're asking me to eliminate some
Of the women hate
But, if you take into consideration
The bitter hatred I had
Then you may be a little patient
And more sympathetic to the situation
And understand the discrimination
But listen up, life's handing you melons
Make melonade then
But, if I can't batter the women
How the fridge am I supposed to
Bake them a cake then?
Don't mistake him for Satan
It's a fatal mistake if you think
I need to be overseas
And take a vacation to trip a broad
And make her fall on her face and
Don't be a leader, be a king? Think not
Why be a king when you can be a Kong?

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