Oscar Biggs - Funky Soul Rap lyrics

Talent, passion, dedication I’m all that Plus I mastered the art form of writing down raw raps Wanna feat with me you'll need more then a small stack Can’t afford it fu*k off lick a sweaty ball sack Muthafu*kas fall back and bow to the king I’m on top of my game yo hip-hop is my thing I gets raw like Jigsaw when I’m puzzling rhymes Y'all sh*t's soft so get lost you can’t be fu*kin' with mines I’m anti-mainstream, aggressive and radical Throwing punch lines at the crowd just like a catapult I've got mad style, finesse and uniqueness A lot of rappers need to act more and speak less Y'all is feeble I’m lethal like a junkie dirty needle I'll go from peaceful to еvil if you fu*k with my people Gotta rip it smoothly that's my civic duty I couldn’t care lеss how them critics do me Sometimes I write lines so funky I get a stiffy Real hip-hop fans is with me cuz none of my rhymes is iffy I paint pictures with words every time that I rock mics I got like a thousand metaphors to depict how you not nice There's no competition I’m a fu*kin' rap god Keep your day jobs and go fu*k yourselves you fat slobs You don’t need to be able to split atoms to recognize that I’m one of the best Just come to one of my shows and compare me to the rest Unless you’re broke ass can’t afford a ticket You can go on Youtube and scope me out you fu*kin' dimwit Check it I’m mad wicked when I kick it All them b*tches try to jump on my dick like they was crickets I grip ‘phones and kick poems that's what I’m about I get clout my sh*t's sick holmes no fu*kin' doubt I be bangin' chicks and bankin' chips you know what I’m up to If you ain’t down with that and my style of raps then fu*k you Sometimes I might be an a**hole but you’re a full time turd Take my word fu*k with me I'll break yo teeth on the curb Yo fu*k your whole crew word is bond my squad is iller I roll with drug dealer that move around more weight then body builders Every time I kick rhymes my sh*t's hot yo I get props I overpower you cowards so b*tch stop or you'll get got You can’t fu*k with Oscar Biggs I’m a star that's on the rise If you diss me in your dreams you better wake up to apologize You need to recognize the size of the talent that's in me I keep my eyes on the prize and fu*k y'all I ain’t friendly I'm a rowdy muthafu*ka that talks a lot of sh*t But I can back it all up so fu*k y'all go gargle piss My squad'll diss you cornball fu*ks just for fun I hope one day you put a piece to your dome and bust the gun I mean business from start to finish And I bet my dick is #1 on your b*tch's wish list