Ethan Harrington - Poet lyrics

[Intro] It's Ethan Harrington You couldn't find another rapper that compares to him And yeah, I'm pretty white, but y'all still paling in comparison [Verse 1] I start this sh** with propane I mean my sh** is so flames Cliche that line's a no brain-er I work with c**aine or With dope, I'm loading the Lyrics I'm holding to This gun imploding your Mind you'll feel no pain, I Come in from both an-gles My flanks are coasting, you'll See just keep boasting, I Am just reloading, so You say I don't hang, on Boy don't be so lame, I'm Here to take your game, on My flow could go bang, bomb Step in my climate, I swear you'd never find it That booth feels like a motherf**ing sauna whenever I'm in it You never could rhyme like this My timing is prime and it's So easy to me, that's easy to see So you could ride this dick [Hook] I'm on a roll, and y'all ain't even know it You on some U.O.E.N.O., I ain't even gotta show it All I do is rap on hooks, but homies say it's so lit I came up never speaking so I turned into a poet [Verse 2] I'll start from the top Was named after Ethan Hawke Because I capture people's hearts, with every lyric that I jot Check my flow, that sh** is hot You didn't know: “He smoking pot” But in reality I'm not, they mad at me because they flopped They mad at me because of Drop And how I said it wasn't good When it was better than everything they came out with They went wood I'll go platinum, without Suge Come attack him if you could But sadly I'm so nasty that I don't really know if you should I'll come back on the same beat, if you really wanna test me Know I snap like piranha teeth, just do that if you wanna bleed Just do that if you wanna see how I really wanna proceed And I'll even send you the lyrics, so you could read it and weep Capeesh? If it ain't meant to be, I'll grab my destiny, I'm forcing it The way my lyrics flow, I crumple beats, contortionists I'm portioning my time, between school and committing crimes I seem to murder emcee's whenever it is I rhyme, it's time I've been on my grind So you may have just changed your mind My work ethic is lethal, now my work should be illegal I'll leave a regal scene full of broken dreams and paralegal genes Meaning I'm making cases, but justice is full of racist faces [Hook] [Verse 3] Yeah I turned into a poet So I could make me some dough, this is not Petrone's, but so I'm cooking my flow, it's no longer cold It's as hot as the sun, I told them that I'll make it big You just watched me and claimed I fibbed But now that we're getting older You're coming back like I told ya But you getting the cold shoulder like "I thought winter was over” I don't care for your props But these girls chase me just like the cops And man I'm here to change the world So if I end up taking your girl? It's cool