a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

k-track - statement (freestyle) lyrics

-laughs
uh…
uh…
yeah…uh
uh…

back in the scene dropping these rare gems
spitting these ill bars that’s where it ends
rap is a mess, now i’m making amends
you pr-cks f-cking it up since lil uzi was 10 (woop)
what’s all the complaining about?
lil wayne on blm? you’re the ones who gave him the crown
saying it now, sick of the cr-p playing around
we ain’t around for you d-cks all dumbin’ it down
i’m getting sick of these old heads
for making excuses for these lyrical inbreds
you should be ashamed, i blame you punks defending this fake sh-t
f-ck dj booth and complex, you lame pr-cks!
follow me, as i take you back to the basics
i’m back from retirement to make a statement
of course man, never needed any endors-m-nt
k-track bringin’ the end like the four hors-m-n
i speak truth in jest like a comedian
you’re a coward, a f-ckin liar like zimmerman
i’m a product of 2pac and eminem
…naughty by nature when kris kross was biting them
i’m always on the ill sh-t, some next sh-t
you’re always on some dumb sh-t like brexit
i’m f-ckin’ it up the nigel farage way
and make you all confused like theresa may
i’m like a villain, don, lyrical demon
sp-wn; the brother who sold his soul to make a k!llin’
i’ve never really grown, call me avril lavigne
i’m a comic fien, study my genes, everything green (uh)
green arrow, green turtle, the green pattern
nigerian green; call me the green lantern (yeah)
john stewart; kickin’ some -ss like teen t-tans
then go to work like jamie broad like nothing happened
i must confess, your flex…i’m not impressed
with crest upon my chest, i’m blessed to make a mess
forget the rest i’m next up in your playlist
cos yung thug and these “lil” frogs ain’t sayin’ sh-t
i’m like a lost soul stuck in a matrix
i need my absoul, coles and kendricks
apparently ghosts be makin’ your main hits
and you be taking the credit for somethin’ you ain’t writ
and you can brag, but man, how could you really?
you ain’t even writing your barz you milli vanilli
un putain, tu es un voleur
so you can carry more ls than the brother from philly
i’m from a city where rap lives
where people be never givin’ a f-ck about trap hits or bad prints
sh-t is a joke, the reason i switched paths
cos i felt this rap was only pushing us back!

- k track lyrics

Random Lyrics

HOT LYRICS