[Verse1]
The school bell rings/ring ding ding/the cypher squads up in the park out by the swings/a nigga beat boxes while some fat lady sings/
She got me thinkin that its all over/now my niggas all on my shoulder/like bruh go kick that dope shit/stay focused/n dont get on that choke shit/
I say chill/he said c'mon son you know you real/school all these fools who dont know the deal/
The cypher crowds up niggas get to spittin/some MCs freestylin some others kickin written/some keep it simple n some flip it different/n the crowds favorite well that could change like all in an instant/
The ooo's and awwws/shits n god damns/nigga you heard that punch line? he really got him/my boy keep pushin me closer/tell every nigga here that im the new hova/n my flow colder/then Mr. Freezes shoulders/
N all competitors should roll over/now/gracefully take a bow/before I get outta order/n start slaughter/n make this whole thing go south/like theres a bomb on me right now/
The ole heads let me in the circle n the beat drop/i start bobbin my head like a track from pete rock/a few uhhs, and a few mic checks/i look around see the crowd now it like there's a noose is on my neck/
I can't breathe, I can't think I can't rap/palms sweatin like i, like I, like I, I dont how to act/all them eyes starin they was waitin/bein patient/i got shook turned pale like a patient/said I gotta bounce got to rollin like I was skatin/fuck!//
[Hook]
[Verse2]
Yesterday was embarrisin/mad heads are harrassin/me/saying "he/a choker/now they laughin like the joker/I lay in bed starin at rap posters/what the hell am I suppose ta/do/now not even crew think I'm cool/
I grab the bic n composition/wit some beats to listen/to/like fuck it I'll skip school/
I start to write its like I don't even think/as my pen and pad make love between the ink/Im at the edge of my own seat/its like im not the author/more like the blade that, commits the slaughter/
Music on the speakers now blastin through the house/head explodin wit ideas its like I can't get'em out/page after page punch after punch/so caught up I ain't realize Jamal came home for lunch/
He asked why I was home so I told what happened/then he explained he once was on his way to makin it rappin/he said bigger then the lyrics, bigger then the chains/ is the amount of Khanfidence when a nigga say his name/
Can't be afraid just smile at the competition/cuz you're only gonna become greater facin opposition/I said true/he gave me dap n I bounced/sprintin like Sonic as I ran out the house//
[Hook]
[Verse3]
I make it right as the bell rings, the fat lady cue's up/the cypher lookin like an army fresh wit some crew cuts/the crowd see's me n makes sounds like they chokin/I pushed my way through and split the cypher open/
I said Can I kick it? on some tribe called quest shit?/the crowd said what?/I paused for a moment n then flipped it from the gut//
[Beat stops Freestyle starts]
Yo my shit's immaculate/now watch me tackle it/put beats to sleep like 15 xanax's/
Above aver-age/you can quote me for all the damages/i roll wit savages/point a mic out we'll mangle it/
Shit is real/You'll never get on top of this/superman inside of my metropolis/its like a gun pointed at the world nigga, im takin hostages/ n destroyin all sucker MC's I got a problem wit/
Its showtime but no apollo/it'd suck to play before me or to have to follow/ima bit of a pill to swallow/a lotta truth/gets lost in the booth/rappers turn to actors n fans skulls turn hollow/
Any rapper thinkin he can demolish/im too polished/being jamaican ain't the only thing I got in common wit Christopher Wallace/so waah gwan pussy?/ya nah waan push me/I'll remind you you're a rookie/and if your skills had height, it'd be shorter then snooki/
See I'mma word murderin/surgeon/servin that fish scale/that Ashley Tisdale/but you your shits stale/I spit hail/
If you appreciate me then salute my momma/im not cookin like lil b dog I'm more like bennihana's/
I stay fucked up, like bender in futurama/smokin boges as I lay back sittin in a recliner/but
Wack MC's pass the mic/let me make you pass out/n show you what this craft bout/I'm a fuckin allstar/(hashtag) smash mouth/
/I be shittin like I got chrones/dont tote chrome/but the bars is like a bullet to a knee cap/believe dattttt/
I see that/
Ya lifes unfortunate/ya wins to losses is disproportionate/the good die young so I should hit the red button n abort this shit/you be forcin it/I'll take ya girl n twist her up like a contortionist/don't make me get serious right now im just doin this for sport n shit/
Nigga thought he was master so I took his whip n flossed wit it/is that revolution or grand theft auto/like nas I switched my motto/I need that buck to hit the lotto/some lean on religion I just put my faith in a bottle/
Rhymin as I guzzle tons of alcohol/leave MCs dead on the beat nigga, ghost protocol//and I'm out.......[crowd roars in applause beat comes back in]
The school bell rings/ring ding ding/the cypher squads up in the park out by the swings/a nigga beat boxes while some fat lady sings/
She got me thinkin that its all over/now my niggas all on my shoulder/like bruh go kick that dope shit/stay focused/n dont get on that choke shit/
I say chill/he said c'mon son you know you real/school all these fools who dont know the deal/
The cypher crowds up niggas get to spittin/some MCs freestylin some others kickin written/some keep it simple n some flip it different/n the crowds favorite well that could change like all in an instant/
The ooo's and awwws/shits n god damns/nigga you heard that punch line? he really got him/my boy keep pushin me closer/tell every nigga here that im the new hova/n my flow colder/then Mr. Freezes shoulders/
N all competitors should roll over/now/gracefully take a bow/before I get outta order/n start slaughter/n make this whole thing go south/like theres a bomb on me right now/
The ole heads let me in the circle n the beat drop/i start bobbin my head like a track from pete rock/a few uhhs, and a few mic checks/i look around see the crowd now it like there's a noose is on my neck/
I can't breathe, I can't think I can't rap/palms sweatin like i, like I, like I, I dont how to act/all them eyes starin they was waitin/bein patient/i got shook turned pale like a patient/said I gotta bounce got to rollin like I was skatin/fuck!//
[Hook]
[Verse2]
Yesterday was embarrisin/mad heads are harrassin/me/saying "he/a choker/now they laughin like the joker/I lay in bed starin at rap posters/what the hell am I suppose ta/do/now not even crew think I'm cool/
I grab the bic n composition/wit some beats to listen/to/like fuck it I'll skip school/
I start to write its like I don't even think/as my pen and pad make love between the ink/Im at the edge of my own seat/its like im not the author/more like the blade that, commits the slaughter/
Music on the speakers now blastin through the house/head explodin wit ideas its like I can't get'em out/page after page punch after punch/so caught up I ain't realize Jamal came home for lunch/
He asked why I was home so I told what happened/then he explained he once was on his way to makin it rappin/he said bigger then the lyrics, bigger then the chains/ is the amount of Khanfidence when a nigga say his name/
Can't be afraid just smile at the competition/cuz you're only gonna become greater facin opposition/I said true/he gave me dap n I bounced/sprintin like Sonic as I ran out the house//
[Hook]
[Verse3]
I make it right as the bell rings, the fat lady cue's up/the cypher lookin like an army fresh wit some crew cuts/the crowd see's me n makes sounds like they chokin/I pushed my way through and split the cypher open/
I said Can I kick it? on some tribe called quest shit?/the crowd said what?/I paused for a moment n then flipped it from the gut//
[Beat stops Freestyle starts]
Yo my shit's immaculate/now watch me tackle it/put beats to sleep like 15 xanax's/
Above aver-age/you can quote me for all the damages/i roll wit savages/point a mic out we'll mangle it/
Shit is real/You'll never get on top of this/superman inside of my metropolis/its like a gun pointed at the world nigga, im takin hostages/ n destroyin all sucker MC's I got a problem wit/
Its showtime but no apollo/it'd suck to play before me or to have to follow/ima bit of a pill to swallow/a lotta truth/gets lost in the booth/rappers turn to actors n fans skulls turn hollow/
Any rapper thinkin he can demolish/im too polished/being jamaican ain't the only thing I got in common wit Christopher Wallace/so waah gwan pussy?/ya nah waan push me/I'll remind you you're a rookie/and if your skills had height, it'd be shorter then snooki/
See I'mma word murderin/surgeon/servin that fish scale/that Ashley Tisdale/but you your shits stale/I spit hail/
If you appreciate me then salute my momma/im not cookin like lil b dog I'm more like bennihana's/
I stay fucked up, like bender in futurama/smokin boges as I lay back sittin in a recliner/but
Wack MC's pass the mic/let me make you pass out/n show you what this craft bout/I'm a fuckin allstar/(hashtag) smash mouth/
/I be shittin like I got chrones/dont tote chrome/but the bars is like a bullet to a knee cap/believe dattttt/
I see that/
Ya lifes unfortunate/ya wins to losses is disproportionate/the good die young so I should hit the red button n abort this shit/you be forcin it/I'll take ya girl n twist her up like a contortionist/don't make me get serious right now im just doin this for sport n shit/
Nigga thought he was master so I took his whip n flossed wit it/is that revolution or grand theft auto/like nas I switched my motto/I need that buck to hit the lotto/some lean on religion I just put my faith in a bottle/
Rhymin as I guzzle tons of alcohol/leave MCs dead on the beat nigga, ghost protocol//and I'm out.......[crowd roars in applause beat comes back in]
( Khanfidence )
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