FV - Not Like Hov lyrics

I'm not like hov
I've never been hustling big
I'm not the bossman
I know that I'm not running this ship
I'm just a small fish who is
Having it's fun in the sea
Black Adder of rap
Ain't no one is cunning as me
Go run and see got knights
That are gunning at me
In addition the dictionary people
Coming for me breaking the language
As sweet as a geeky woman could be
The flow's magic, don't panic though
Houdini's got nothing on me
Nine bars and I am having my fun
Don't want to bragging my son
But I'm smarter than them
If you're listening
Wondering where this banter is from
I'm from Poland, motherfucker
Call it land of the strong
Do a lightbulb joke
I'll shove it up in your ass
And you'll be asking
How the fuck this Pollack done it so fast
Slick like the Genie
Fly like a Alladin's rug
A barbarian coming through
All you palladins duck you're
All out of luck
'cause I don't plan to give up
Until I'm gold pantie-rich
Call me Kylie Minouge but for now
I'm just some regular paranoid bloke
Doing voice-crimes
They should have my larynx revoked

Yes, I know I was bragging again
It's in the essence of hiphop
So it's hardly a sin
Just so you know: if you're
Think about harming me, friend
I'll form my motherfucking syllables
To armies and win
Everybody's screwing each other
Like the monogamy's dead
I saw my nemesis and said: Dude
Aren't we friends?
Fuck ya'll too, I'm not saying sorry again
Your lives fueled with fake smiles
Bunch of Barbies and Kens
Alright, so I exaggerated a bit
But all you haters should be smacked
Feel the pain in your lip
To any folks out there
Who may hate me to bit's
You goota know the doctor said
I'm crazy as shit i'm gonna brainstorm now
It should be raining a bit
So you better keep yor cats at home
Lady I am sick i'm infected with drums
Hear the snare and the kick
You can't learn rhythm, dummy
You inherit the shit (Rrrrah)
Hear the kick and the snare
And all other percussions that's
Are filling different layers
Listen to kicking and clicking and throw
Your fists in the air
The revolution's coming and we'll be
There in the bit
I'm word twisting 'Till it hurts to listen
I curse when I'm spitting
Fucking sharing my wit
Matter of fact, gimmie the throne
The rest I'll have: Some nice tunes
Gin&tonic and an the xbox pad the beat drops

Bitchslap him again you all thought
The kid's gone, the kid is rapping again
Rap considered to be Gone
Now it's Back with the Wind
That he produces with his lips
When he actually spit's he's such a kid
He's got pedophiles kiddnaping him
In a previous life he might've been Eminem
Before his soul died when Ritalin kicked in
And destroyed the legendary Shady
Villain in him (Rrrrah)
FV, watch him killing the men
Responsible for hip-hops's overfilling
With trends
You motherfuckers raped the muses
Now you're stealing from them
If you don't like him then
Suck all the vanilla from him
And nobody's ever interfering with him
You better start the fucking cheering
When you're nearing on him
And be giving him six beers
Better do it quickly
Because the third-person talking is
Fatiguing to him rrrrah