Khary - The Yellow Raincoat Pt. 2 lyrics

Yeah, yeah, yeah
I just I just wanna be-
Awesome
Check it, yeah!

Gentle as the keys
I'll be on my late night
The world is gonna know this shit
I am not an alpha male
Just a male with the alphabet
Tryna get these words to mean
Dollars so they can coexist
I be on these beats like Nike tech pants
Comfortable as fuck, I'm viral
I'm like the next dance
The next craze, this is not a phase
It was all planned
If she won't give me pussy or mouth
I'ma need all hands
A nigga gotta come correct
Only got a small chance
Tryna' be as big as the pants of
Ha! Now that's one for the ponderers
Can't tell me I ain't earned my stripes
I'm rowin' gondolas
Fuck followers, hope they swallow
Like anaconda does
My industry connects on me
'til they fond of us
Since my talent wasn't enough
I get my dollars up
But when they want something in the future
I have my collars up

I just wanna' know, who the fuck put you on?
Pawns made you feel like a king
What are your rookie songs?
Awesome, if you give a mouse a cookie
He'll come back on the track
Smellin' like Snooki's thong
Rock my city, like a jersey, like a shore
The ocean stay great, it's semi hardness
Pure
Rap game's James Bond, these
Cons pussy glore
Fuck it
Kill 'em while they snoring
Worried 'bout my report
Four, four, I'm at the door like
"What the fuck is key?"
You must be asexual if you
Are not fuckin' with me
Still that young nigga in the
Color that is vibrant
Yellow, 'cause it stands out
Like an airplane at a drive-in
There was a list of Rhode Island rappers
That I ain't see me in
Which, I treat it with the civil disobedience
I close the tab
And pretend that I didn't read that shit
'Cause only niggas in Rhode Island
Are fuckin' readin' it!

Ostracism
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Woo! Woo! Ain't that that rap you like?
Changed like your favorite
Rapper hermaphrodite
Promised I wouldn't change
But I'll break 20 for a faster life
Don't believe in God, but right now
I be like Pastor Christ
Fastened, I have tried to prepare
For when disaster strikes
Lately, I just wing it
Hopin' my flight would outlast the kite
Though it's really the same
When I don't get the picture
I just fuck it out the frame
Dismember your whole September by yellin'
"Timber"
Comparin' your
But you were hardly a splinter
Master we used to call him
Now my niggas is ballin'
Vodka shots in the morning, I'm lyin'
I can't afford it
My favorite gods are the Greeks
My favorite fighters were Romans
My favorite girl's got an ass
And my favorite horses were Trojans
I'm peakin' like every season
The reason that I'm not done
You're one bar short of
16 wasted, Cathie Jung
And I'm out

Cathie Jung
She had she has the record for the
Smallest waist in the world
Which is 15 inches
So when I say
"You're one bar short of 16"
You're one short of 16
Which would make you Cathie Jung
Wasted, as in, you're wastin' your time
Waist as in she her waist
Cool!
Yeah!
Nigga just tryna' be a rapper
I don't care what the fuck
Happens before or after
Call it bastard, natural disaster
Like the hurricane movie
That shit probably sucked though
I don't give a fuck though