Spitty - 80 Bars lyrics

Allow me to reintroduce myself
My name is Spitty, or what they know me as
Hottest kid on his grind homie don't be mad
I bend bars of steel got
The strength of a monster
Forget starting line up when
I'm the whole roster
Y'all have Reasonable Doubt for
What I'm 'bout
Just lemme Renegade these beats then
You'll never count me out
Are you good cool what does rap mean to you
I say too many Qs move right for the W

Look at me now switching flows so consciously
So much Heat D Wade should rock with me
Casually clicking the camera as I'm
Kicking it gotta cart out my cards till I'm
Connected with killing it
Cats cower it's crippling Kakarot-ing
These kids again cause
I'm crazy and capping like I'm clipping it
Capitalize on the capsize of the crap
Ride catch kites in the sky
Climbing up so high cash on the
Lies but the corpse never dies
Cause the soul flies free it's so Breezy
Can't beat me can't keep me
Can't see me beneath me
So I Busta Rhyme you stuck in
Line more disposable than TP

Everybody's swagger jacking I was
Never part of that
Do my thing I sag my pants since
Time it's like I started that
Started capping fitteds I'm a Wiz
Up in this noggin man
Rolling down these streets with pride like I
Was raised a part of that
Ain't Black & Yellow more
Like a brownie fellow
Knicking all these 3s past the
Line like I'm Carmelo
You soft like marshmellow you
Really want s'more?
I'm cooking in the kitchen really
Pounding up that dough

Fall back relax come up get that
I'm tryna shock up the world
Take a peek-at you (Pikachu)
Make this next dude's career go vamoose
Racking up points till I'm Pac (king) man
Tell the whole industry that the mack is back
How the hell he so hot but his chain stay icy
Cause I got the style and
The rest comes nicely

Bring it back old school HB #2
I'm the creme de la creme and what are you #2
Never tell you you stank like you took a #2
I was chatting up yo girl you
Know I got her number too
All about a dollar but Fiddy got mills
The Game needs change and I'm
The one to fulfill
I'm ill when I'm at it and
It Ain't Hard To Tell
My clique rolls deep like
I'm chilling with Adele

Beamer Benz or Bentley but I'm
Whipping in a Honda
Tryna make a wish where are Cosmo and Wanda
Never rock designer cause the
Devil Wears Prada
So much creativity I should be running DONDA
Coca Cola Pepsi either way it's soda popping
I'm living to the max till
The reaper comes in knocking
Not hip but you know I got
A hop when I'm walking
Life's a marathon and some of
Y'all are barely crawling

I got a milli a million
Words up in this arsenal
My tongue got the precision to
Cut through atomic particles
Gimme a funny hat I might as
Well be called a cardinal
Can't equate or compare to me
I'm hotter than the tropical
Audible illusions is what you
Think I been spewing
I was born within the core of
The sun a teenage mutant
Donatello'd this masterpiece Michaelangelo'd
The art munching pizza all the while you
Splinter my bars apart

I been thinking 'bout the thoughts
In the darkest recesses
Of my mind my eyes can be so deceptive
Politicians just piles of piss
And polishing their shoes
Step all over the lower class block
Their view from the truth
Debating probation send taxes
Through the roof
Y'all call it minimum wage then use
More to wipe your poo
But forget about the consciousness
Let's take another shot
Let memories be memories pour
Up until we drop

It's four in the morning
Still writing still zoning
These lines are just practice not Allen
I'm on it you know it
My people were tossed in ships and
Told to slave away their life
Through struggle and perseverance they fought
Back and got their rights
I'm flying on planes, Taylor
I'm running the city, mayor
Stay repping my state, Gator
Goodbye to the hate, later
Back to the basics to strength my skills
Grammar from Atlanta so I keep it trill
Got caught by the flu I been spitting it ill
Not Micro not Soft yet still chasing the Bill

I don't write rhymes no more I write history
Etch my text like it's
Calligraphy depicting me
Picture these symbols I'm speaking
In hieroglyphics B
So many bars y'all would've thought
They just convicted me
I don't know much about destiny but
I think this is my calling
Even if you don't get drafted that
Don't mean you stop balling
My presence is a present the
Future remains a mystery
But I repeat I don't write rhymes
No more I write history