[Intro: Kyle Lucas]
Goes one for the money, two for the show
Three for the fans sitting in the front row
Gotta let it go, I just gotta let it go
[Verse 1: Kyle Lucas]
First Vonnegut gonna break up, every day I wake up
Somebody gotta question about Big (About Big)
I ain't signed anymore, but there's no love lost
If you ask, he'll tell you I'm the shit (I'm the shit)
I'm a fighter, wait, fuck it, I'ma survivor
Everybody left me trapped, sucks, stuck like I’m tied up
Writing up a storm man my stuff's getting tighter
Show's getting bigger and the public's all excited
How I'm still the underdog? Magazine's uninvolved
Saying that they all seen it before like groundhog
Bill Murray to the labels, the riddle they can't solve
How the fuck I'm unsigned? I've been touring all Fall (All fall)
I'm that dude, doodles the way I'm rhyming
Other rappers sounding like doo-doo, man, where you find 'em?
Must've sold their soul probably voodoo on consignment
Got a few screws loose in my noodle trying to hide it
Actually legitimate, this gone be the end of it
On how I'm hellbent, now my penmanship is heaven sent
God's gift to all of these hot chicks
‘Cause I got her tied up to my bed like a hostage
Give me a beat, murder any tempo
Judge make sure the kick just hits them in the temple
Emcees shit, I’m doper than you, tenfold
Bitching like some bitches and sounding just so resentful
Couple mad rappers talking way in the back
Saying my songs are for the chicks and it's gay when I rap
But shit, I kill them all, straight slaying a track
And your fans are all dudes, what's gayer than that?
B.E.T. advisors won’t let me up in the cipher
Probably for the best all I do is set fire
So I don't even question the reason I'm not invited
Cause the bars I got are boiling hot so go and pass the lighter
I’m on!
Goes one for the money, two for the show
Three for the fans sitting in the front row
Gotta let it go, I just gotta let it go
[Verse 1: Kyle Lucas]
First Vonnegut gonna break up, every day I wake up
Somebody gotta question about Big (About Big)
I ain't signed anymore, but there's no love lost
If you ask, he'll tell you I'm the shit (I'm the shit)
I'm a fighter, wait, fuck it, I'ma survivor
Everybody left me trapped, sucks, stuck like I’m tied up
Writing up a storm man my stuff's getting tighter
Show's getting bigger and the public's all excited
How I'm still the underdog? Magazine's uninvolved
Saying that they all seen it before like groundhog
Bill Murray to the labels, the riddle they can't solve
How the fuck I'm unsigned? I've been touring all Fall (All fall)
I'm that dude, doodles the way I'm rhyming
Other rappers sounding like doo-doo, man, where you find 'em?
Must've sold their soul probably voodoo on consignment
Got a few screws loose in my noodle trying to hide it
Actually legitimate, this gone be the end of it
On how I'm hellbent, now my penmanship is heaven sent
God's gift to all of these hot chicks
‘Cause I got her tied up to my bed like a hostage
Give me a beat, murder any tempo
Judge make sure the kick just hits them in the temple
Emcees shit, I’m doper than you, tenfold
Bitching like some bitches and sounding just so resentful
Couple mad rappers talking way in the back
Saying my songs are for the chicks and it's gay when I rap
But shit, I kill them all, straight slaying a track
And your fans are all dudes, what's gayer than that?
B.E.T. advisors won’t let me up in the cipher
Probably for the best all I do is set fire
So I don't even question the reason I'm not invited
Cause the bars I got are boiling hot so go and pass the lighter
I’m on!
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