Karate Kid

Ai I'm feeling great
Sorry I been on my positive shit lately and you can't relate
I just been chilling out with my family, man, I'm a family-man
We're not supposed to be the same people we were in 2008
I'm a Daniel-San I learned from my Miyagi's and my Ke-mo sah-bee's
Waxed poetic in some real jalopies
Anybody dropping knowledge on me I would soak up like I had square pants on me
Call me Bobby I put logic to it
We could meet like men and come to common ground
Go Illuminati over steak hibachi and a shot of sake, like a boss get down
Basquiat I emboss on a track
Jenga king whenever I pull the bars out
Go zen with the pen gotta get it out
Full house whenever I get the cards out
Yeah I go far out
So me outta my happy place won't get a happy face
I won't ask I take
You had a chance to break
But you had to take aim at a basket case, and I

I know you didn't see that
Comin or believe that
It can happen, nobody did
But I come through like Dudley Do-Right
Better yet naw Karate kid
(Yeah, yeah) Karate Kid
Fuck with me? No not a bit
Yall can suck a sloppy dick for talking like I'm not the shit
I know you didn't see that
Comin or believe that
It can happen, nobody did
But I come through like Dudley Do-Right
Better yet naw Karate Kid
(Yeah, yeah) Karate Kid
80s baby, 90s kid
Won't settle for nothing less than all this shit

(Yeah, yeah, Karate Kid, 80's baby 90's kid)

Fuck being positive I'll bomb your shit
Stalk a rapper on some crack his head quick with a bottle shit
All of yall are wak! Who would I be to not acknowledge it
Bars sound like an ugly bitch who thinks she on some model tip
I've shoveled it enough it's time for you fuckers to swallow shit
Maybe I'm more Cobra Kai? I Johnny beats
When Cory sweeps, yall body Kreese
Fitted cap and a graphic tee
That's what I call my Karategi
Cranes kick to the brain bitch I'm a regular where the drama be
I'll take your mic
Kanye your night
Give a fuck about a Grammy nominee
When it come to rap
You better honor me
Like an honoree
Make ya skull grey like Onry
Catch a full fade and barber fee
I make it bump so loud I'm the boogeyman
I'm gonna wake your ass soon as you fall asleep
Gotta bone to pick, get a farmers tan and sharper teeth
Ya plumb dumb thinking I owe an apology, cuz I

I know you didn't see that
Comin or believe that
It can happen, nobody did
But I come through like Dudley Do-Right
Better yet naw Karate kid
(Yeah, yeah) Karate Kid
Fuck with me? No not a bit
Yall can suck a sloppy dick for talking like I'm not the shit
I know you didn't see that
Comin or believe that
It can happen, nobody did
But I come through like Dudley Do-Right
Better yet naw Karate Kid
(Yeah, yeah) Karate Kid
80s baby, 90s kid
Won't settle for nothing less than all this shit



Credits
Writer(s): Cory Tate
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