Kid Pharaoh - ALL THE SMOKE: A Freestyle lyrics
[Kid Pharaoh - ALL THE SMOKE: A Freestyle lyrics]
Tell a rapper pick your poison
I’ll mummify you all for my enjoyment
Or I’ll set alight your life
So please come forth with all your choices
Recall just what your choice is, call
Book an appointment
Then I’ll be appointed to
The throne you claim
Your words are pointless
Now I’m pointing 'em out
The kid’s probable to end all of you
I might claim best in the country
Know that will bother you
Pull up when you see me
Show you what the kid's got for you
Lemme know just what’s the sitch
Bitch I’m Kim Possible
Line up every local rapper
I ain’t been scared
Leave 'em impaired with the smoke
Imma pull from thin air
That smoke man I want all of it
None of you have been spared
See you could be major label
Or spittin’ on a webcam, damn
I’m tired of being humble
Man who would’ve thought it
They ain’t think I was fire 'til I
Did a track with the waters
Now my tides sitting so high I
Can surf up into your borders
That they tried to put up for us
Kicking down all your doors
And now nobody’s in my way
Fake people saying hey
You didn’t give a single play til
You heard me on Triple J
Now I’m hittin' triple doubles flex
Until I rip a muscle
Had a rapper try to tell me that
I need to fix my hustle
Tried to tell me sign a deal so
I can get that paper flowing
He just sold his soul
I know he don’t know where his paper’s going
But you got your designer clothes
You flexing what you spending
While the white man behind you
Raking up all your percentage
Price tag on your 15 minutes is looking hefty
How you giving me advice? Man
Your set was looking empty
Late night up in my city all
The people came to see me
Then they left when I was done
‘cause they know that I’m the one
Uh, I’m cruising round your town
Show some love when you see me
Probably blasting some Yeezy
Drive slow around your city
Now go and turn on your TV
My thoughts are screening in 3D
Please get out my laboratory
I do not want no Dee Dees
While I’m cooking these CDs
They say I'm new wave
Wanna put they shackles on me
Tryna make us new slaves
You thinking imma sign a 360? Man it’s silly
Just for you to put my CD
With 360 & Illy? Forgive me
They don’t get me
Man my sights perplex this country
If you see me in that local section
Put me next to Cudi or put me next to Kanye
Or Kendrick or Killer Mike
Or anybody in that K section
That can spit it right
I am the fearless type I never a
Feared fight with all you hero types
If anybody want a problem man
We’ll get it right
Dropping bodies on the track swear
To God it’s getting graphic
Kid Pharaoh album done
Believe that shit a classic
I’ll mummify you all for my enjoyment
Or I’ll set alight your life
So please come forth with all your choices
Recall just what your choice is, call
Book an appointment
Then I’ll be appointed to
The throne you claim
Your words are pointless
Now I’m pointing 'em out
The kid’s probable to end all of you
I might claim best in the country
Know that will bother you
Pull up when you see me
Show you what the kid's got for you
Lemme know just what’s the sitch
Bitch I’m Kim Possible
Line up every local rapper
I ain’t been scared
Leave 'em impaired with the smoke
Imma pull from thin air
That smoke man I want all of it
None of you have been spared
See you could be major label
Or spittin’ on a webcam, damn
I’m tired of being humble
Man who would’ve thought it
They ain’t think I was fire 'til I
Did a track with the waters
Now my tides sitting so high I
Can surf up into your borders
That they tried to put up for us
Kicking down all your doors
And now nobody’s in my way
Fake people saying hey
You didn’t give a single play til
You heard me on Triple J
Now I’m hittin' triple doubles flex
Until I rip a muscle
Had a rapper try to tell me that
I need to fix my hustle
Tried to tell me sign a deal so
I can get that paper flowing
He just sold his soul
I know he don’t know where his paper’s going
But you got your designer clothes
You flexing what you spending
While the white man behind you
Raking up all your percentage
Price tag on your 15 minutes is looking hefty
How you giving me advice? Man
Your set was looking empty
Late night up in my city all
The people came to see me
Then they left when I was done
‘cause they know that I’m the one
Uh, I’m cruising round your town
Show some love when you see me
Probably blasting some Yeezy
Drive slow around your city
Now go and turn on your TV
My thoughts are screening in 3D
Please get out my laboratory
I do not want no Dee Dees
While I’m cooking these CDs
They say I'm new wave
Wanna put they shackles on me
Tryna make us new slaves
You thinking imma sign a 360? Man it’s silly
Just for you to put my CD
With 360 & Illy? Forgive me
They don’t get me
Man my sights perplex this country
If you see me in that local section
Put me next to Cudi or put me next to Kanye
Or Kendrick or Killer Mike
Or anybody in that K section
That can spit it right
I am the fearless type I never a
Feared fight with all you hero types
If anybody want a problem man
We’ll get it right
Dropping bodies on the track swear
To God it’s getting graphic
Kid Pharaoh album done
Believe that shit a classic