K. Sparks - Pardon My Back lyrics

[Verse 1: K. Sparks] I use to bump that illmatic in my tape deck South Jamaica Queens salute the Kings out in great neck Afraid to be gone stardom is wack clever missing too Radios on pardon my back I don't listen to Waka Flocka flame sipping vodka to the brain Plot a lot to be the King it's like my block up on the train Rocks up in the Range licking shots they pop to bang Only piece from Jesus nowadays be in they chain I put my faith in these pages just like it's biblical Last days blast strays yeah it's getting critical This a funeral it's hellafied and realer stages I got em all in check verified Twitter pages Now who the nicest spitting lyrical strays Now my pockets full of profits like them biblical days I'm saying Nobody can stop me HTNC humbles the new co*ky And Kendrick Lamar he set it off what he think No offense to him but I don't care what he think And all these rappers took the bait cuz they ain't thinkers Sneaking in they little bars underage drinkers Ya'll see the logo call me Mr Polo Ya'll sloppy with the flow though papi that's a no no Bout I'm on like I ripped that paper boom but I'm in but I ripped that maker I wanna know why would I flow I wanna go but I take that make that maker Can't defeat us in blizzards storming with lizards from wizards Call ya'll in danger like cheetahs that's running with scissors Is it the physics that give it thrusting the motion of civics I tend to switch it so prolific then give it then pivot It's like a hooptie got em problematic hoochie problems When I'm on beat bring the funk dog Bootsy Collins Why worry Couldn't get on my page if you owned a library [DJ Scratches] [Verse 2: K. Sparks] I came from no pot to piss in to hottest spitting the plot'll thicken Any mention inching of competition I demolition Gotta catch em slipping the clock is ticking they been a victim So if ambition was legible that would be my writtens Brief to be tight steady bring deceit to you boy Thief in the night seeking who to seek and destroy Decisions of life thug living failed to be lost To visions of Christ blood smitten nailed to a cross You claim you a boss false ideology that grew quickly Dark skinned dude with shades he the new Biggie Lyrically it's quite despicable Pardon my back let me digress I don't listen to Dudes talking bout they keys and they gun play Ain't nothing new I see that in the hood everyday I'm from the hood they from the hood but see the difference is I don't push poison to these kids and the music is Peanut bu*ter and jealousy seen a mother with leprosy Tried to help her she telling me that her son caught a felony Racist cops over jealousy Now he up in prison locked up he'll forever be Our conversation was deep and we need more of those Ya'll conversation cheap about Miley Cyrus at award shows I could care less about a white girl with no behavior Or ASAP Rocky in a dress how that make the paper These hip hop DJ's is a problem, these hip hop labels ya'll be part of The problem These hip hop websites part of the problem Cuz ya'll just want the traffic so ya'll tend to post a lot of them But then ya'll claiming real hip hop all the time How ya'll about the music when the dollar bills the bottom line So what it is and what it been Shout out to MC Jin homie wanna see me win [Interlude]