Orville Redenbacher (Freestyle)

Is time to crown this n***a as the goat When the game so watered down And I still stayed afloat I got every crown And that’s no Crayola that I tote Whole catalog solid Every single thing I wrote Yeah All factual I studied art of war Thats every single move is with precision and i’m tactical Look Them stories that you tell are not practical Your lifestyle fictional Whole career laughable They don’t speak When in arms reach What I say goes When I say so It’s Kapeesh You not mobsters Nominate you for Oscars I don’t bend my back like I was working on my posture No diced tomato’s in my shrimp scampi pasta Son’d so many rappers its apparent that I foster Zoidberg on my plate Fries by the lobster One eye open Get snipped from the saucer Y’all go from selling weed Work part time for your 9-5 Now all a sudden you king pen Y’all ain’t real made men Ego’s get stroked Then somebody cross the line Then HAKIM gotta take 10 That’s 10 bodies Meaning that’s 10 homi’s Meaning that’s 5 funerals Plus 5 You got me At this point its a hobby man Cause none of y’all are me Me & God talked about it and my n***a he agreed See a goofy in my way I gotta tell him take a seat Put that beam to your burger For creating fake beef I don’t feel none of that talking that ya’ll rapping over beats I’m the reason why you walking I can gladly give you wings Yeah Don’t be oblivious I’m not with that silly s**t You not about a bag You know we can’t do no business then You don’t see the vision man I don’t like a simpleton Do it for the love You can’t do it for the millions My old flows will still body a n***a Money to your ear in pictures but who’s pockets is bigger Who making moves that’ll change lives for everybody in they circle I’m trying to make this corn pop ever since a kernel These Orville Redenbacher’s flows I know they gotta hurt you Harrison Dillard with this shit cause what’s another hurdle You going to see that s**t curdle before you ever milk me Fertilize the coast with flows they knowing that i’m never kidding Out here like somebody fixed me Now I got the ball Super cocky when i’m getting shifty And that’s word to Kobe They can’t hold me how I got the city Manifested this last year when s**t was looking gritty Lost angels but I still got 8 until the clip is empty God I know how much they envy See it when they coming friendly I ain’t got no hate inside my heart I just can’t do no pity Crazy when this s**t was looking dark I had to keep it litty God the chef and when that plate served Ain’t no time for picky Yeah Aint no time for picky I’m obsessed with outdoing everything I’ve ever done Underdog forever Working like the boy has never won