Better Step Back
I could give a fuck who I get on a song, nobody's worthy of it
Major artists get burned in the oven
I'm real hungry, you can hear the churn in my stomach
These doubters ass kissing, surely they're learning to love him
Feeling like nobody wanna support me
So I gotta stay up till five in the morning
Writing songs, fuck y'all my drive is enormous
And you jealous 'cause you know I'm kind of important
Fuck a feature, give a fuck who it is, you'll have to pay me
I was dropping better songs 'fore I was 18
At 10 years old, I was ready to chase dreams
Self-made pussies, yeah, my fucking 808's mean
I make beats, mix and master my own shit
Precise and divine with every flow spit
I'll steal your girl from you, leave her wet as an ocean
She know I spit better so she deep throating the whole dick, bitch!
This games mine, better step back
Try something and you will get your head cracked
Writing songs while I'm counting up ten stacks
Make another million just removing the pen cap
Live in a garage, so what? Spit ten times better
I'ma blow soon with the pen I'm clever
I can body you all with much less try and effort
I ain't got nobody to impress, I'm a treasure
Cause I'm still the best broke, rappers can get exposed
Without the money you ain't got shit, you're just jokes
I ain't famous cause I ain't rich or follow your dress code
I'll never wear no Gucci or ice, so you can get boned
I can smell the jealousy of envious punks
I got em ass kissing and my wallet's empty as fuck
Running straight for my dreams and I'm ready to thrust
Life got me aggravated, throw me in a frenzy to crush
Everything in sight, you think you fucking with me? Try me then
Rap's not a hobby to me, it's my environment
Everybody sounding the same, where the fire went?
It's right here, I'ma send them fucks to retirement
This games mine, better step back
Try something and you will get your head cracked
Writing songs while I'm counting up ten stacks
Make another million just removing the pen cap
Yo, here's the quickest way to end up with a severed head
Don't you fuckers dare compare me to Eminem
He's a big inspiration but it's only a remnant
I'm K-Odd-ik, let that name stick and remember it
I won't stop until the whole world is shouting my name
I'm a dragon, exiting my mouth is the flames
That new bullshit shouldn't be allowed to be played
But fuck the money and the power and the clout and the fame
I just wanna rap, don't nobody care about that?
Deep thoughts come to me when I'm staring out the glass
Of my car, if I don't blow I swear I'm bout to snap
Cause I'm better than all of you, it ain't fair I'm bound to spaz
On this beat that I made, feel the kick drum pound
It goes retarded, I got the Down Syndrome sound
So blow your car speakers, turn this shit up loud
And if you doubting, best to shut your lips up now, motherfucker!
Major artists get burned in the oven
I'm real hungry, you can hear the churn in my stomach
These doubters ass kissing, surely they're learning to love him
Feeling like nobody wanna support me
So I gotta stay up till five in the morning
Writing songs, fuck y'all my drive is enormous
And you jealous 'cause you know I'm kind of important
Fuck a feature, give a fuck who it is, you'll have to pay me
I was dropping better songs 'fore I was 18
At 10 years old, I was ready to chase dreams
Self-made pussies, yeah, my fucking 808's mean
I make beats, mix and master my own shit
Precise and divine with every flow spit
I'll steal your girl from you, leave her wet as an ocean
She know I spit better so she deep throating the whole dick, bitch!
This games mine, better step back
Try something and you will get your head cracked
Writing songs while I'm counting up ten stacks
Make another million just removing the pen cap
Live in a garage, so what? Spit ten times better
I'ma blow soon with the pen I'm clever
I can body you all with much less try and effort
I ain't got nobody to impress, I'm a treasure
Cause I'm still the best broke, rappers can get exposed
Without the money you ain't got shit, you're just jokes
I ain't famous cause I ain't rich or follow your dress code
I'll never wear no Gucci or ice, so you can get boned
I can smell the jealousy of envious punks
I got em ass kissing and my wallet's empty as fuck
Running straight for my dreams and I'm ready to thrust
Life got me aggravated, throw me in a frenzy to crush
Everything in sight, you think you fucking with me? Try me then
Rap's not a hobby to me, it's my environment
Everybody sounding the same, where the fire went?
It's right here, I'ma send them fucks to retirement
This games mine, better step back
Try something and you will get your head cracked
Writing songs while I'm counting up ten stacks
Make another million just removing the pen cap
Yo, here's the quickest way to end up with a severed head
Don't you fuckers dare compare me to Eminem
He's a big inspiration but it's only a remnant
I'm K-Odd-ik, let that name stick and remember it
I won't stop until the whole world is shouting my name
I'm a dragon, exiting my mouth is the flames
That new bullshit shouldn't be allowed to be played
But fuck the money and the power and the clout and the fame
I just wanna rap, don't nobody care about that?
Deep thoughts come to me when I'm staring out the glass
Of my car, if I don't blow I swear I'm bout to snap
Cause I'm better than all of you, it ain't fair I'm bound to spaz
On this beat that I made, feel the kick drum pound
It goes retarded, I got the Down Syndrome sound
So blow your car speakers, turn this shit up loud
And if you doubting, best to shut your lips up now, motherfucker!
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Writer(s): Kurt Hanson
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