Ronin

I'm like a broke Will Smith or something You rappers nothing when I step up on the mic and bust it I'll tell you when you are allowed to talk like puppets Amazed that I can go four bars without cussing? It's nothing It's kinda sad that Mormon can rap beter than ya'll can Now go and run an tell that to all your Baptist friends Who think we aren't relaxed and All them Kendrick fans who have lost their faith in rap I'm a truth defender. Tryna polish up my rhymes, I'm a bartender In a sea of Chief Keefs so horrendous Meanwhile, there's me, somewhat a foreigner In a suit and tie, know it's do or die, on a brand new bike Trying to save your life, never idolize I will write these rhymes according to the times And I'm so fly, you gotta eat peanuts when you're with me. Oh my More Yonkers than Tyler could ever hope to be And don;t bring hate to me, cause I will roast a beef Doing this genre how it's supposed to be R-A-P: Reality, Analysis and Poetry Catch me cruising with the cap off; rolling Might flirt with a forty-seven year-old; Ronin They kinda like diving coaches when I rap Because they like the way I go in. Like the way I go in I got a blue and gold gun in my holster Bright Nike shoes and a One Direction poster Keep myself grounded, just without the Folgers Boy so icy had to rap upon a coaster Oh no, it's not over. Your mixtape on my hit list Making so many moves I'm getting motion sickness Ain't nobody loving this, but ain't nobody touching this Only way you could is if you broke out the oven mitts You tell Hopsin to knock off his nonsense While I'm over here telling stories with cautions While I'm over here trying to make rap that's conscious You can't stop my lines even if you ran the option [Outro Skit] Man, it's like physically exhausting to be this dope. Like it's just it's wearing me down I need to take a break You ok? Yeah, I'm good. I mean, this mixtape is gonna be fire. This project's really gonna be fire I tell you what, man, there are only two things that are gonna be better than this project What are those? Deez nuts! Oh no! Got him! He wasn't ready!