Prestige

Your sayin your a vet but I'm thinking your a liar
I see stripes on my arms like a tiger
My words got the ability to start a large fire
A gangsta never sleeps bitch and Im hard wired
Hard wired, for this rap life
Talking all that shit bitch I'll take out a knife
Then I slit my own throat and I come back to life
Cuz Im a crazy mutherfucker go and pass me the mic like
God damn is K O suicidal
I dont know but his raps doin damage to your vitals
Its a cycle with diciples doin homicidal acts
Ima pyro acting tribal and primal on the track
Its a fact im ferocious
And im rappin out notice, that your shits bogus
And in case you didnt know this Ive mastered hypnosis
So go and step up and get swarmed with locusts
They sayin im the grossest, im the best
You know the fuckin sayin they can die like the rest
I take a bullet proof vest, shoot myself in the chest
Wear that shit to the Grammies trying to win best dressed
Im a mess, so I write more
Sometimes I wonder what Im searching for the light for
Expression with a pen gives me something to fight for
My life begins and ends with the fuckin mic cord

Test what you want but dont you test me
Your just a fuckin kid go home and breast feed
You aint in my game Im in the next league
You cant fuck with me bitch, Im prestige
Test what you want dont you test me
Your just a fuckin kid go home and breast feed
You aint in my game Im in the next league
You cant fuck with me bitch Im prestige

Prestige shit K O's the meanest
Comin off the dome like a mother fuckin genius
Im an extremist and Im aiming for you weakness
Is like Seattle cuz a mother fucker sleepless
God damn I m such an insomniac
Sippin on Cognac in the back of a Pontiac
This track'll turn your man to a hypochondriac
Hes not a dope rapper bitch hes really just a copy cat
God damn I think I lost it
Nigiri on the mic cuz I spit that raw shit
I get on stage and hold your whole crew hostage
Take the headliner kick his ass off the drawbridge
You wanna sound like him, he wants to sound like them
When I was young I wanted to sound like em
Then I got my own style picked up a pad and a pen
And prayed to god I wouldn't end up trappin again
God damn, is Ko time travelin
I might be but this ain't no Delorean it's a javelin
Why'd you make me Mad again I'll tell you what's happenin
A verbal execution every time I grab a pad and pen
K o the muthafuckin nuttiest
You Really can't fuck wit this
It's something like a succubus
Your really gettin lucky bitch
If you don't succumb to dis
A jacket won't help cuz this ain't no Lil Pump in dis

Test what you want, but dont you test me
Your just a fuckin kid, go home and breast feed
You aint in my game, Im in the next league
You cant fuck with me bitch, Im prestige
Test what you want, dont you test me
Your just a fuckin kid, go home and breast feed
You aint in my game, Im in the next league
You cant fuck with me bitch, Im prestige



Credits
Writer(s): Baron Neilson
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

Link