CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Figaro freestyle (off the top)
See I'm killing it the flow too nice
I eat anything you throw at me I'm so Shoenice
And I don' give a f**k, look like a roll two dice
An' when I get up on that beat say "the flow too nice"
An' too Christ, 'cuz Jesus has risen again
With a pad and a pen the way I'm spittin' this sin
And all this, ravenous whim that I'm carryin' is burryin'
The MCs f**king with the side of my planetarium
Looking at stars while you looking at cars
I'm shopping for shoes and talking to these prods in my arms and I don't know
Why you motherf**kers gotta step to me?
The way I cook it up you probably think I got the recipe for flexing on these hoes
Stepping to me though, that's a problem that's an issuе and I solve it then I go
Cuz' I'm godly with the flow and murdеring to beats
If you've heard of me you probably flipping mergers in the street man
Prolly seeing murders in the street
Prolly witnessing the sh*t that leave you hiding in the deep
Rolling in the deep, no Adele
New PC, no A-Dell, ha
Too nice but the flow is hell risen 'cuz I'm sitting with the bars and it ring a bell, doesn't it?
I'm dropping two carpet bombs on a two car garage if you talking to me with that Tom DeLonge type flow
'Cuz I blink a hundred eighty two times, and in the space of those eye sights
Opening blinds closing, open again, on the opium den
Motherf**kers always talking and they hoping they win
But I stay losing, stay cruising, straight stay snoozin'
Like that song of mine that got blocked in 38 countries
Or some sh*t, dumb sh*t, prolly get that fun dip
I ain't talking cocaine, I really mean fun dip
That sh*t is so delicious, so vicious when I spit it
Flow killing every rapper trying to f**k with it, upset
I don' really care if you stepping to me 'cuz homie got the recipe for ecstasy and all of this after disease
And my phone stay blowing up
Talking like I don't know enough
That sh*t's a myth or a legend, I'm the best in the past and the present to the future I recon
And I'm super eclectic, I don' give a f**k if you stupid you stepping
If you stupid, then you gon' get wrecked in a second
By the legend himself named atlas
The god with the planet on his shoulders
Planet getting colder 'cuz I'm freezing with the bars
And I be hotter than some solder
At the same time that's an oxymoron
Motherf**ker I be godless
And I'm a f**king Goron the way that I rock
I'm a f**king Goron the way that I rock
Yuh
I eat anything you throw at me I'm so Shoenice
And I don' give a f**k, look like a roll two dice
An' when I get up on that beat say "the flow too nice"
An' too Christ, 'cuz Jesus has risen again
With a pad and a pen the way I'm spittin' this sin
And all this, ravenous whim that I'm carryin' is burryin'
The MCs f**king with the side of my planetarium
Looking at stars while you looking at cars
I'm shopping for shoes and talking to these prods in my arms and I don't know
Why you motherf**kers gotta step to me?
The way I cook it up you probably think I got the recipe for flexing on these hoes
Stepping to me though, that's a problem that's an issuе and I solve it then I go
Cuz' I'm godly with the flow and murdеring to beats
If you've heard of me you probably flipping mergers in the street man
Prolly seeing murders in the street
Prolly witnessing the sh*t that leave you hiding in the deep
Rolling in the deep, no Adele
New PC, no A-Dell, ha
Too nice but the flow is hell risen 'cuz I'm sitting with the bars and it ring a bell, doesn't it?
I'm dropping two carpet bombs on a two car garage if you talking to me with that Tom DeLonge type flow
'Cuz I blink a hundred eighty two times, and in the space of those eye sights
Opening blinds closing, open again, on the opium den
Motherf**kers always talking and they hoping they win
But I stay losing, stay cruising, straight stay snoozin'
Like that song of mine that got blocked in 38 countries
Or some sh*t, dumb sh*t, prolly get that fun dip
I ain't talking cocaine, I really mean fun dip
That sh*t is so delicious, so vicious when I spit it
Flow killing every rapper trying to f**k with it, upset
I don' really care if you stepping to me 'cuz homie got the recipe for ecstasy and all of this after disease
And my phone stay blowing up
Talking like I don't know enough
That sh*t's a myth or a legend, I'm the best in the past and the present to the future I recon
And I'm super eclectic, I don' give a f**k if you stupid you stepping
If you stupid, then you gon' get wrecked in a second
By the legend himself named atlas
The god with the planet on his shoulders
Planet getting colder 'cuz I'm freezing with the bars
And I be hotter than some solder
At the same time that's an oxymoron
Motherf**ker I be godless
And I'm a f**king Goron the way that I rock
I'm a f**king Goron the way that I rock
Yuh
