Dame Ritter (FunkVolume) - Ill, Literally lyrics

Frosty f**ing V, good morning and good night b**h People talking sh** because I'll treat a b**h like Mike Vick Others getting jealous cause they know my f**ing rhymes sick So out of every rapper out there I'm the only right pick 615 'till the day I die, people want a title but that sh** is mine f** a hater with a nine inch knife, give me a light and I'll be sure to shine Verse from SwizZz? I got that sh** Iced Over? Better cop that sh** Your microphone? Go drop that sh** Your rap career? I'll stop that sh** People probably thinking, "Frosty, why the f** you do this?" Simply cause I know that losing is something I won't miss If somebody wants to talk slick and write a stupid diss I'll laugh and smack them then provide 'em with my cracker a** to kiss Here comes the f**ing beast again with Mountain Dew and Bic pens Watching every move I make like I'm looking through a paparazzi lens Flip through pages of my life and I still can't seem to find an end So I'mma keep on running and they still ain't gonna stop me then Cooking up these rhymes, see I've got the perfect recipe If you're going through a hard time my music is the remedy It would be best to say a prayer to anyone who steps to me Cause any mother f**ing hater will be quick to rest in peace Sick as f**, literally, listen to my voice, yo 102 degree fever rapping without a choice, ho DFUOB - You thought I wasn't gonna show? Well here I am, it's Frosty V, now go and cast your vote, bro When I'm on the mic and I start spitting all my bars I'm never thinking about money, mansions, or any of these cars I'm thinking about people, I'm trying to win your hearts I want to be on stages pushing songs instead of carts I've got a little message to the ones that tried to bring me down You're all a bunch of f**-ups, looking like some circus clowns I don't give a f** if you try to step up to me now Because of home I am the king and you ain't messing with that crown I'm living with my boys and I'll die with my boys Family is everything take a look at Em and Royce When I play my first show I know they'll be there making noise I'll get lost in the music like I did in Illinois You rappers are ba*tards and you're disgracing the ma**es I'm a rapper now I'm in the game to k** all of you f*ggots Talk about foul play, I'll take your face and then I'll smash it f** you over real quick like Hollywood, Ash b**h All I hear is speeches and this talk of degrees See I never gave a sh** it seemed so worthless to me With every sentence I spit, it gets even harder to breathe I'm always spitting colder than the air in the breeze No one ever works today cause they think life's a game They screw around and waste time, that sh** is always the same But we never set it straight or thought of who the f** to blame So we sat back and pointed fingers at the man who promised change Frosty is the man that is coming in strong And there's a very special reason that I came and made this song Everyone of you b**hes who ever tried to do me wrong Can kiss my a** and learn that this is where I truly belong Frosty V