Random - Flashman lyrics

[Random] I be the raw cat, told 'em to fall back This Vinnie wanna test like Horshack 8 blocks I'm all that - you think not? It's indisputable that my musical output is quite suitable Tryin to uplift the culture So Ran freak beats like this opressive {?} We make it buh-a-buh-bubble man, we trouble man Snap on cats like rubberbands, no other can Compose similies mentally But the elitist ba*tards'll come up with 'em so I keep a pen on me I paid the pentalty that come with bein Mega Ran Dr. Wily tried me but he never can (nah) I wrote a verse for you and all of y'all who doubt me Run it back like "Oh snap~! He talkin 'bout me" I build it up 'til the amps is leakin Leave 'em shook like Kramer at a Panther meeting Whoahhh, now that's a little inappropriate Took it so real, wasn't even supposed to get I still hustle, I do it with real muscle Wanna be LeBron? Well me I'm Bill Russell I'ma tell you like I told it to the last man Your raps is garbage put 'em in a trash can Throwback, I'm a blast from the past man You ain't a gangster - NAH! You a Flashman CLICK! Your a** is takin pictures man You a tourist! I like watchin TV, but that don't make me an actor Get it right The big fish in the kiddie pool, spittin j**els Gettin rid of fools when the situation get critical Rappers get ridicules, step up your syllables You a little dude, one step below miniscule I pity fools, ain't no T in my name, we'll be in the game Forget about it, bein the same (yeah!) You ain't a boss, I'ma show you how a boss do I feestyle leave out the R cause it cost you I lost you? I spin it back like barstool I feestyle, leave out the R, cause it cost you Don't be fooled, you was not no star Got no car, signallin, you got no bars I was made in the lab, with nuts and bolts I started crushin folks, sent the lab up in smoke I'm harder than an alchemist studyin calculus A life up in Auschwitz, ain't no way out of it And I'm as Frank as Anne, I might shake your hand But if I don't know you, you ain't my man G told you to stay up in the stand with the fans You better off makin up a dance, clap yo' hands! I'ma tell you like I told it to the last man Your raps is garbage put 'em in a trash can Throwback, I'm a blast from the past man You ain't a gangster - NAH! You a Flashman Ha, CLICK! The moral of the story is Stay in your lane man, be a fan It's way too many rappers, and not enough fans So fall back, get yourself in order, then come out Knahmsayin? Everybody that likes rap, cannot rap So think about it, huh, cause you a Flashman It's Big Random Beats! I'm out