Carry The One

Ya'll should carry the one over Stay in proximity like walkie-talkie Be wary bout what you say I'm God's soldier I shoulder the burden of keeping you in check when you older I'm feeling like, Mike Jack when he sober A smooth criminal when I hit this floater Who blocking the shots, I'm blocking the thots Tryna give my mind some clarity You embarrassing, I'm unfairly Killing them all off, criminal activity The way I pop up out of nowhere And move shii around without you noticing me Paranormal activity, the way I'd have you talking to board like ouija Scared and pissed like Luigi I'm smooth with the bars, they Fiji You'd swear I was Lavar, but my shooters don't carry BB's They like to blow out niggas kidneys Leave them leaking while they singing Call that Mariah Carey, is you fucking, kidding me I'm feeling revived with this I got a fire under my ass, I'm the hottest shii I'm saying, I'm pushing buttons so good That Mary couldn't Poppin it I feel like Gregg Popovich The way I fathered you niggas with this rapping shii You should be inspired, you should have desire To beat ya father at what you most passionate about But easily I ain't given in You better aim for the head if you strike and hit Watch yo mouth I might smack ya lip You get reprimand if you speak with ill intent Backhanded compliment, hol on, I'm a punch back in Backhanded compliments, are words of affirmation to me That lets me know you scared of the potential you see You tried to shoot my dreams down But this ribbon I'm still waving in the sky I'm an olympian, you a wannabe A regular homo-sapien, to you I am an alien Nothing you ever expected You mad cause I done perfected The formula of which is next it Yo yes man gassed ya shii, but I just next it That shii is not a hit, it's a disgrace to the culture A disgrace to the genre, disgrace to ya mama Count up commas all you want to But I know deep inside you wish the talent you could flaunt too I'll continue working my factory job while I haunt you Hut two, one-two step, you not ready for the euro's We can go pound for pound, never bar for bar Cause my shii authentic, yours is just subpar You putting pars, I'm hitting albatrosses You counting my wins, I'm counting your losses Nobody know who I am, but in terms of competition I'd say you lost it So go get ya best writer, go book the most expensive studios Get yo best engineers, I'm standing on all the piers That yo whole catalogue is very basic on the common basis This just a warning shot to you rap niggas, I'm low on patience