Spamtec baby yodel at your boy
We coming at with some new sh**
Some Luke Hank sh**, we on this Mortal Kombat tip
Word up to Silent John, all the kids at the Beach, baby
We doing it, know what I'm saying?
We about to get big, word up
Hit it Bryce, tell 'em what's cracking baby
Give it to them whitey
[Verse 1: YTCracker]
Every time I come around on this mic I get nasty
"Fatality" is all that I can see
No friendship, no fooling, lyrically schooling
Retooling my karate for these b**hes when they get naughty
Not nice
My first name is Bryce
My fist is my weapon of my choice when I fight
Put me to the points and I score like Scorpion
k**ing so many I'm the dorky Jack Kevorkian
From the beach where I lay my head
To the networks where I break my bread
I'm still the pinnacle
Top of the food chain, biggest brain
Cristal champagne a gla** for the drain
Don't give a f** about these haters uppercut them 'til the pit
d**h before dishonor I a**ume that's how they'll quit
I'm the Johnny K superstar ain't no stopping it
Subzero with my flows because my ice is ultimate
Switching up the beat going to get a little goofy
b**hes give it up like I slip you all a roofie
My style is a product of my hustle and my blang
Kicking these flows like my name was Luke Cain
I'm that rap ruler but I'm no slick rick
My patch ain't on my eye but I put it on my software
Don't stick to that underground but I still drop there
Still up on that geek grind but I don't stop there
Cat 5 is the clique, we bring the twisted pair
YTCracker is the liq, burning them like Nair
If you ain't with my crew then you're bound to get stomped on
Get it to the point where you never turn your comp on
Too afraid of this digital G
All these keyboard warriors they ain't got sh** to say to me
I'm the alpha, the omega, the first and the last
I spread faster than the MX blast
Infectious, bigger than the state of Texas
Consoles on my X, it's going to pay for a Lexus
Gilded chains don't entice me
And the Bentleys, yeah, they get a little pricey
Stone-cold baller on a budget, done
And my style switch quick like my name is Sang Sung
Gaining it, what up, that's the radeon
Throwing up the shocker while I'm getting paid in
Foolish mortals, flushing them all down the porta-portals
I got this game sealed tight I bust up the competition
In first place, here on my own volition
Ascended the ranks with my lyrical combat
More money monarch and my beats are so fat
My man Silent John from the beats we reign
Kick it to the phlow because the beach is pain
It's phlow baby
[Verse 2: phlow]
Hurricane on ya like a katana with my blades
Pockets already fat, no need for a raise (holler)
But just in case I'll raise you just in time
I'll remove your scalp so I can see what's on your mind
So don't be afraid of the blade
What's on your blade come's through
Just be afraid of the kung fu
We make the music that the dudes love to hump to
And we make the music that the ladies want to hump to
Don't mean to bump you but please excuse me
You mistaking me for somebody that you've seen in a movie (okay)
I ain't Johnny Cage but I can scrap in a cage
I ain't Ron Jeremey but I perform on a stage
I'll strike my name into your chest like Zorro
These kids know I'm deadly when I'm on like Gorro
Check my delivery this ain't no DiGiorno
But I'll break your back cut you in half from the torso
I'm the raw fish cannibalist
You know I handle my sh**
Drink a handle but my hands on a b**h
Man I'm just sick I got the combo down now
Don't want to tangle you'll just get strangled bow down
Hit you up and slice you down with my katanas
Got a listbox full of phish that are madder than piranhas
Check my mean mug I keep my jaw locked like an iguana
While I'm sipping Smirnof to subzero in the sauna
[Outro]
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