L.O.O.N.I.E. Loonie

[Intro]
Yeah, another classic for y'all
Shits about to explode!
I’m about to blow up this joint right now
You better call the bomb squad for this one
I'm dead serious 'cause

[Verse 1]
I got the bomb detonator so best believe, I’ll press release now
Rest in peace Blaow, Destiny's child, the best in freestyle
Wanna battle? Get knocked out less than three rounds
I'm the future son, so invest in me now
My expertise: I make the best MC's bow
I just wanna get this shit off my chest and breathe out
Addressin these clowns is stressin me out
All these wannabe rappers, I'll leave 'em horribly damaged
They're not wack, I'd call ’em metaphorically challenged
And radio stations filled with arrogant bastards
Who won’t play you unless you're a Fil-American rapper
Yet they play rock acts if they’re rapping in bands
While we're forced to mimic a fake American accent
Though we get a lotta hate and a lack of advances
I ain't suckin my own dick like Marilyn Manson

[Chorus]
Champion, I'm not about to lose my belt
You don’t know me? Then let me introduce myself
My name is L-O-O-N-I-E
I said my is L-O-O-N-I-E
Champion, I'm not about to lose my belt
You don't know me? Then let me introduce myself
My name is L-O-O-N-I-E
I said my is L-O-O-N-I-E