Koshface Jackson - Old Man Strength lyrics

King Poetic (OH NO !) ALL YOU CORPORATE RAPPERS NEED TO EAT A DICK (OH NO !) It's THIRD WORLD CITIZENS back to smack b**h (OH NO !) Cause when it comes rap music we're the sh** (OH NO !) And when it comes to you ? KoshFace f** all that pretty rap I'm tryin' to make the heart of the city clap Like Biggie did before all that Diddy crap Now every breathe I take, I'm tryin' to get it back These s**as callin' it dope, but they know it's stepped on So they get slept on I'm coming for your head, no protection Matter of fact, I'm bout to start me a collection Get gone There ain't no need to put a vest on Swinging for your necks till they're spillin' like Exxon Ya dead wrong Tryin' to f** wit me I'm headstrong Mumble and curse I put the wisdom of my life in this verse Y'all motherf**ers started triflin' first It's like this mic is my church Manifestation of my light after birth You'll see how much the touch of Midas is worth A hustler's life is the work Don't waste a minute of your time on this Earth Don't say it's kind when it's a dime of the dirt Don't say you rhyme, when line for line you simple simon wearing diamonds and skirts King Poetic (OH NO !) ALL YOU CORPORATE RAPPERS NEED TO EAT A DICK (OH NO !) It's THIRD WORLD CITIZENS back to smack b**h (OH NO !) Cause when it comes to rap, man, we run this sh** (OH NO !) OLD MAN STRENGTH, TRICK KoshFace Then I flip into beast mode and reload These b**hes ridin' my dick, they get a free load, tryin' to freeload I keep it locked tight as a key code Scopin' my enemy through the peephole, like it's a peep show And even though I'm rockin' these sheep's clothes, the street knows I'm a wolf that's coming to eat foes I polish off a cipher like a bag of Doritos I'm keeping' it foul, can you handle the free throws ? Sick of spittin' top dollar raps at these free shows I'm better than that Yeah, I said it, said I'm better than rap Said f** Yo cheddar, you in bed wit a rat I'll put your head in a trap Hit the release you'll be dead in a snap I'll eat ya heart and leave the rest for the cat sh**, I'm already fat Now that I'm weeded, need some head and a nap Don't say you ballin', when you settle for scraps This ain't your callin' All in all you're just a rookie These are veteran tracks