Sic Opps (feat. youngcheung, BAAN$HEE & Ryan Winzen Cover Band) [Jamm Mixx]

Quiet, I think I heard the beat call Flow-flow-flowing like you're violent enough to start a street brawl Never beat around the bush, I only spit the heat raw Find a pile of rap shit that stack a hundred feet tall Getting hot in here I think you left the door cracked Action rap until the mic is scorched black If you got shit to say, I'll probably just ignore that So rude, pissed as when the teacher's getting sworn at Better than your average local shit, better-better Make the vocals sick, vocals sick, vocals sick Better than your average local shit, better-better Make the vocals sick, vocals sick, vocals sick (Ay, ay) Yeah, ay (F*ck the opps, f*ck the opps, f*ck the opps, f*ck the opps) Ay, yeah (F*ck the opps, f*ck the opps, f*ck the opps, f*ck the opps) Time to hit the booth Thought we were gone Can't see the future no sharingan Running from the calvary It's turning to a tragedy Don't say my name like Macbeth And don't compare my bars to Meth I'm not at my best (Time to hit the booth) I'm not at my best We gon' make sure they drop El Presidente make it to the top Stacks of guap Stacks of guap We gon' make sure they drop Better than your average local shit, better-better (F*ck the opps, f*ck the opps) Make the vocals sick, vocals sick, vocals sick (F*ck the opps, f*ck the opps) Better than your average local shit, better-better (F*ck the opps, f*ck the opps) Make the vocals sick, vocals sick, vocals sick (F*ck the opps, f*ck the opps) F*ck the opps, f*ck the opps F*ck the opps, f*ck the opps F*ck the opps, f*ck the opps F*ck the opps, f*ck the opps Hop off the boat, I lock and load, listen In album mode, I feel like cold spitting Pitting motherfuckers against me, I'm winning Tennin on the yacht, that pod only shilling Appalling these motherfuckers, all with their lies I don't cap, gun it down, and I'll never wear a tie But I'm fly, boy you flight 37 on Malaysia Real motherfucker in the room, not no Fraiser I could never f*ck a bitch I don't want to be Over seas, got a plug, imma snitch, that's on me Take a knee, f*ck your flight, f*ck your fins I'm a freemason, I say what I want Suck me like a pre Better than your average local shit, better-better Make the vocals sick, vocals sick, vocals sick Better than your average local shit, better-better Make the vocals sick, vocals sick, vocals sick (Ay, ay) Yeah, ay (F*ck the opps) Made this record, jam, jam Use it, jam, use it Slip once, you lose, got a few screws loose Spit venom hot enough to bash up and bruise dudes Sorceress with the mic in hand like some voodoo He finish up and get a fresh soul like some new shoes You better start focusing This rap shit's Pandora's box and I just fucking opened it Better than your average local shit Cough up on the lyrics on the track to make the vocals sick Better than your average local shit, better-better Make the vocals sick, vocals sick, vocals sick Better than your average local shit, better-better Make the vocals sick, vocals sick, vocals sick (Ay, ay)