Electricks - B.W.R.I.H lyrics

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Electricks - B.W.R.I.H lyrics

[Verse 1] Young PK, Realer than you'll ever get Sixteen year old angel, Godsend Slicker than a fox and I be spittin' that toxin Throw punches like I'm boxin', daddy be speakin' doctrine I ain't just talkin', or they wouldn't be watchin' They fightin' for my spot, but I got my position locked in These rappers runnin' from the police, like Sting Young Lebron James, boy, hungry for my first ring I make the claim, then I'mma change the game I've never been tame, I'm Tech N9ne insane And I can never slow down until I'm taking that pain From my family, until I die, rep the last name But I'm never gonna die, Dick Van Dyke If they put me on exhibit, you'd be starin' all night Bars so deep, so cold, froze all your filler So its Night At The Museum, and you've never Ben Stiller Real As Ever, boy, you cover up; Nixon Told my baby, "I'ma make it rain, dear;" Blitzen Everybody's keepin' up, you left out, Kylie Trying to take advantage, and I cut 'em off, Miley I be on my Drizzy Drake I'm goin' in, flow dizzy shake Everybody lookin' like "is he fake?" "Just after the money that Diddy make?" Never been to a club, made money precipitate I'm underground in a busy state In the studio with a fizzy drank You got the crown, I really reign Take your girl, that's a pity date Caucasian heavyweight Told me to stop, I go anyway Turn someday into any day A.D.D. plenty to say El Nino plenty to spray Your girl sayin' I'm so hot Shouldn't give you the time of day Everybody loves me; Raymond You make people feel disconnected; Rayman Goin' so hard that they forget their name; Rain Man Just Watch Me, cuz I can't see you through these Ray Bans [Hook] Uh, you really don't get it, do you? 5'6" I'mma run right through you Look me in my eyes, tell me what you see I'm the Best White Rapper In History Uh, you really don't get it, do you? 5'6" I'mma run right through you Look me in my eyes, tell me what you see I'm the Best White Rapper In History [Verse 2] Never been broke, upper middle cla** raised But daddy's a preacher, how much you think that pays? Momma's a nurse, she works nights, sleeps days So no rags to riches, but Watch Me, talent pays Pa**ion, boy I got a lot of it I'm so dope that you can keep all your pot If it ain't Coca-Cola, keep everything you got Put the corazon back in rap until the day mine stops D-Wood, to Hollywood And my team always said that "he could" Labels sayin' "no way that he could Ever live up to what he dreamed of" Scorpions with no stingers Gospel chorus, no singers Tell me I'm just a dreamer And I'mma give 'em a single finger (shhh) I don't mean no disrespect I'mma do me, I'mma come at they necks It's 'bout my time, boy, I'm on deck So watch out world, Young PK's next and I'mma do it my way and I'mma make them bills pay I'm Will Ferrell, you're just an Elf Rep my team, not by myself Make the world remember my name Take your girl, and share all my fame I'm Home Grown from the Masquerade I'mma take it to the biggest stage Young and I'm Gettin' It, Meek Mill I'm the kid like Cudi, I ain't even got a deal, haha Your flow might be sick, but mine just died I've been hot for so long, my bars are deep fried I'm the Best White Rapper that's ever been alive And I reign out the box, you should have stayed inside [Hook]

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