MantisTheMiasma - Bapperap lyrics

[Verse 1] Flow with the young Ballistics, I'm like Sid Vicious Don't let me 'round your misses Am I hero or a villain I don't know I'm just here Jamming out to boom bap rap with no fear Of the cops even though they're always looking for a sus I'm not breaking into banks but they know that I bust Must've heard about me on the cal city streets Telling all the kids about my rhymes and my beats Who else could come with the flow so intricate And make complexity and niceties so intimate Have a slice of these abilities you're set But who's the one who brought it to you, don't forget I'm loopy, ask Einstein, always bringing hot fire Yet expect that I might flop, but always stay on top Of my game, at a young age made an empire I'm as wise as a monk with the coal hot bebop Burning other spitters like discs till they inspired This Ballistics bringing that sick sh** like mire Leave 'em dizzy, amazed that I'm bigger then Clifford And redder than the coal fueling train's, Like a swiffer I'm clean every single time I hit the floor Got so many cla**ics in the works I lost score I'm comparable to Biggie,could be top four I'm studious with stooges like an Iggy Pop tour I'm hilarious as I'm nefarious I'm more fine then you in infinite areas Curly haired, no jheri, take it as a sign Felt that I was nerdy, but I blow your mind I was raised in the ridge opposite of south Frequented the street of wedding crashers' mouth Heading to excellence with my strong will, son I don't want a couple fans, I want billion [Hook] Hippity Hop and you know I'm on top Hippity Hop and you know I'm on top Hippity Hop and you know I'm on top Hippity Hop and you know I don't stop [Verse 2] Groove with a student of microphone mutants 2Pac, Guru, Biggie, 3k, the Blueprint By Jay-Z, AZ, Nas and plenty more Joined to produce a mind sharper than twenty swords It's that hippity hop ask Caz the Grandmaster My sk** is futuristic like a plasma hand blaster Master of the meter, neat and nicer than peter Hot as a heater, water, might need a liter To cool me, I'm cold, like the brothers I crush No soda but I'm popping, bold artist, no brush Balls of bra**, but I've never been a copper No act, this ain't a theatre, but i'm still a show-stopper Like the phantom of the opera,candid in my speech Teaching the new school, I'm out of your reach Drink bleach, asking for a feature from this kind of creature Just stick to the bleachers as I unleash my words as a preacher Minister of music, though I ain't all that religious But I'm kicking flows and rhythms, and that seems to form a schism Between other rappers and I, you may say I'm anti But I was told that I can speak my mind, can't I? I'm a self-proclaimed villian with the flows soul-chlling As I'm k**ing other rappers, mouth rich like gold fillings Drilling holes into the listeners brain, so I can tell 'em Mantis is the master and the rest spit like children Got heads spinning like a dreidel or a top Rising like an elevator, don't know when I'll stop Tryna be an innovator, whether recognized presently or later Because of my skin they think i'm an invader Call me Zim, my flow nimble, pop pop rappers like they pimples Criminal wimp, never spitting simple Paint me as a GIMP, they leave walking with a limp Torturous, treacherous, terror tripled that's him