Big K.R.I.T. - Remember the Titans (DJ Booth Freestyle) lyrics

Cinematic, Multi-Alumni ya dig... It's been long time coming, Sam Cooking No tap dancing, just check booking 85 driving, Soul Surviving Its either stay where you at or start riding Old School Cars, Automatic Start Went through hell and back to get a house with a garage I see it clearer than Blu Ray, you see when its too late A source separation from bouquets From b**hes with bootays, that I used to love, used to f** Never kissed, but I held and hugged On the low tho, loved them all, when they balled Spend it all just to get me rubbed in polo Do what I can through God will Never slack in the DJ booth I flex sk**s I break it downnn like pounds of drum field Push n***as off cause I'm King of my hill King of my Ville, Don't enter I'm tellin ya f** you and yours plus I'm k**in ya messenger Favorite rapper rapper rapper et cetera Forever in the kitchen whipping feats for my brothera bruh.. Aye food for thought I was cooking, maybe stirred but not shooken They tryna see if I got it, so I guess I'm Reggie Bushinn Would appear I'm the favorite, mother f**ers be hatin My mama told never say it but, yeah I'm the greatest Like Ali without the shaking, history in the making You thought I was a newcomer but baby you was mistaken Murder beats in the ma**es, throw 'em in caskets This plastic crematory flow, leave 'em in ashes Candle light vigil, R.I.P. to beats Must be something stupid fire deep in side of me Honestly, you ain't f**in with me Krizzle be the truth, Even DJ Booth, had to be like what it do? Look at you, ain't much time left, I think I should wish you well For you no anticipation, I'm like 2 thousand 12 How much you tryna sell, perhaps you should find a shelf To sit yo sh** on, n***a I been flown Back to the bottom of the south With the mind frame to ride high, Golds in my mouth Hollin out whats happenin' Pullin b**hes from corners to where you can't imagine Straight jacket spazzin Cashing out, King Krizzle who they askin bout The cuddy duddy rollin dirty spray that apricot Sun jealous told the moon that I.. have to stop Cause you not even half as hot as the sh** that flop I bang bang like pop, til the chamber lock If it was 1995 I'd probably hang with Pac Cause I'm a Mutha f**a, Neva Scared,Certified Bone Crusher The way I spit the block I swear I was Big blood brother.. UH.. They tryna knock my steelo, wanna tap my phone cause I kick with amigo And talk sh** and put switches on el caminos Flood borders like from seawater from el nino And to fly above the bullsh** I probably would But G5 jets never land in the hood And hoes bust and bite down, cause you poppin right now You rappin for the fame I rap like they gone turn my lights out sh** was f**ed up just a week ago Now I'm Cinematic like a movie you ain't seen before.. And this is just the warm up, n***as ain't seen the flow I told 'em see me on top, What the f** you blinking fo' Shootin at they battle ships these fragile n***as sinking slow Probably made 'em look bad, I'm sorry I ain't e'en know We ain't e'en equal if the Constitution said so I'm a Titan f** subliminals I'm throwing lightening bolts Gotta want foreva moe, what the f** you fighting foe Barbaric with my merit, keep what I k** like them viking folks I am throwed, pa** it like Brett Favre before the Vikings choked Riding slow, candy paint like lookin in kaleidoscopes Obstacles? I throw and jump over like I'm mario Lyrical, exercise a monster with the cardio Pop bottles after victories, what the f** you party fo' Board game b**hes, I ain't f**in with a Sorry! ho Cla** was in session years ago, what you tardy foe Billion dollar mouth piece to auction off my audio... KING!!