No Mention (Reprise)

[Intro:] I’ma have to lick… I’ma have to lick… I’ma have to lick… Lick 2, lick 2, lick 2 [Verse 1:] I.K.P Yall dont wanna gimme my props?? But the, skill. so. real. Nigga! Yet fags go HAM at the hands Of a diva that never gave a damn! (Damn) Yall don't wanna gimme my props?? But the, skill. so. real. Nigga! Boy wanna talk about passion But a bitch only here for the fashion Yall don't wanna gimme my props?? But the, skill. so. real. nigga! Yet these, freak rappers get a (pass) Cuz they show a little (ass) Disposable acts Yall don't wanna gimme my props?? But the, skill. so. real. nigga! Yall ain’t gotta put me on a list neither I set the bar then buy it Pour me a Gina… I live! [Hook:] Oh you the next bitch Begging for attention Come for the Prez leave headless and you get NO MENTION! Oh you the next bitch Begging for attention Come for the Prez leave headless and you get… [Verse 2:] Booder First off, swear to God wish a nigga would Same time, I don’t really think a nigga should Everybody wanna say how they be from the streets Just because a nigga hood it don’t mean he good It take more that, help ya team reach goals like quarterbacks If it ain’t heartfelt it’s a boring track Don’t take too much to slaughter cats When in all your raps, you wanna talk about all the gats a lot of times you don’t even have Start falling back with all of that Cuz I ain’t gotta try and can beat ya ass I know I’m speaking fast and I’m an ether bag But let me break it down Ain’t nobody ever safe and sound When B double O said he made a vow to take the crown About to rape the game, you niggas all fucked Without stating names cuz you all suck Yall ducks still thinking it’s ya time to shine when truth is time’s all up And let me ever hear my name pop up in a rap, you fuck around and get cracked like a walnut (CRACK!) Get ya flow in tact first you backwards Matter of fact I ain’t gotta call bluff, nigga, No Mention! [I.K.P.:] Yes God! [Hook:] Oh you the next bitch Begging for attention Come for the Prez leave headless and you get NO MENTION! Oh you the next bitch Begging for attention Come for the Prez leave headless and you get NO MENTION! [Verse 3:] I.K.P Don’t you know my astuteness is proven The cynics and the critics been clueless, opinions inconclusive Wonder what happens when I make em take the “L” out in public The gift is a fist full of pubics And for good measure here’s a bit of lube A lot rides on my stock to give what the jocks like That’s rocking during their “cock” fights Laughing and passing gas sniffing nitrous oxide I wonder if I made a song named after the lamest trending celebrity, would the shit spread? Across the universe to every shithead With an internet connection, would it infect Or go viral to grip the search engine optimization trolls that get pegged As the next great hype with the most nasal flows Basic punchlines; What a way to go! It’s cool; I don’t need to be on nobody radar “Gaydar” or otherwise, I’m on a face card! King, nigga! Ace in back pocket! Sitting on gems and golden eggs in a cockpit I don’t be concentrating on the constipated cons constantly exonerated I’m conscious of my confidence I don’t need no cosigns, confidants or concubines I’m kinda of a connoisseur on a conquest in contrast to the common denominators claiming they conquer I’m spotting contradictions urging me to conk em out with a conch Till they lay on the concourse I no longer can condone the conduct causing consternation The product of my contemplation wonders which constellations concur these consecrations Are you content with the strength of your content? Cuz I contest the best in the contest Hold em in contempt for foul play in this context Contaminating the stage with weak concepts Not a head-turner; ain’t got the square jaw Or the model body type, showing my bare balls Or the light-skinned nigga with perfect teeth, tatted up, straight hair, making em stare long But most you jokers are slow and you coked up with no bucks Hold up cuz the flow NUTS! BITCH NIGGA!!! Get on my level you broke cunt! I own up, hope you find that long stroke, overdose to a coma Now you in a vegetable state, you seem weak Get you steamed that’s how you appease me You lack the greatness, you’d rather infatuate I have to lace the raps to make you salivate Bitches living for the thickness; so grasp the weight and have a taste till it blast ya face That’s the way I activate You gravitate when I captivate the cast and take the captain’s place Should I run a lap in this rat race? Cohabiting with half-ass rappers going half the pace Ass backwards, bypass the classic hate from ratchet asses half the pastors raped Slapped with a jockstrap, wrapped in masking type You don’t have a way to evacuate so let’s re-evaluate Hmmm… what did you do to exacerbate? Naturally you agitate Being a plastic fake and a classless flake You at the bottom of a placid lake Just pass the plate and be happy you wasn’t decapitated or castrated [Break down & Bridge:] I.K.P. (Dylan Michael) Yes God! I’ma have to lick 2 shots (YUP!) Yes God! I’ma have to lick 2 shots (YUP!) Yes God! I’ma have to lick 2 shots (IKP!) Yes God! I’ma have to lick 2 shots (Yeah) I’ma eat a little nigga up (for breakfast) Put you in a state of shock (It’s electric!) Take away the anesthetic till ya (breathless) I get AGGRESSIVE, no question! (Why ya sitting there worried bout the next bitch Getting mad cuz ya name ain’t on the guestlist Looking stupid when you’re feeling so pretentious Just accept it, No Mention) [Final Hook:] Oh you the next bitch Begging for attention Come for the Prez leave headless and you get NO MENTION! (I LIVE!) Oh you the next bitch (I LIVE!) Begging for attention (I LIVE!) Come for the Prez leave headless and you get NO MENTION!