Flyer Level

K Jr Kaze – Flyer Level 2017 video edit Intro (hahaha) Ain't nobody fuckin' with us now/ Kodak on the beat baby/ K Jr Kaze what it do?/ It ain't fair what we bout to do to the rap game now/ Nobody wants to step in the ring/ Coz I'll knock them the f*ck out with my punchlines/ (Rigo Melo) Ya dig? hahaa/ Verse 1 I came in this game/ & I made it moan/ I hit it’s G-spot & I got it in the zone/ Ma word play addictive like four-play/ With a chick, bitch/ Got it in a figure-four leg lock/ Prone to my dick/ I make rain heavy/ Ma dough getting thick/ Ma saliva is deadly/ I kill when I spit/ So call me a medic/ My rhymes getting sick/ Though it’s never contagious/ It’s so unique/ I’m hard like sliver/ I shine like a river/ You’ll drown in ma flow/ Coz you can’t swim nigga/ I’ll have comp’ (competition) smashed/ Like a banana split/ I’ll kick you in the ass/ Leave my shoe there for weeks/ I walk over rappers/ And jump on a beat/ And land in the sky with the world at ma feet/ Yeh we fly, higher than a spaceship/ We walk with our heads high/ Like a facelift/ Chorus We see you hatin’ us/ But we so far off your ground / We levitating this/ So you’ll never pull us down/ You are so beneath/ You can never reach/ Or try to shoot us down/ We on some fly shit now/ Verse 2 I don’t mean to be cocky but who gon’ stop me/ I feel like I’m the only male in this chicken pen/ Coz they see me as a mate/ & they see you as a friend/ See the mans up here/ The legends in ma pants/ Serious though history’s in the making/ With a flow shine like gold/ There’s no faking/ It’s real karats/ & you just imitators/ You say what I say/ then repeat like a parrot/ I’m hard to copy/ See my style never sloppy/ You niggaz improper/ I rhyme properly/ & you don’t wana beef/ Coz you weak like broccoli/ Knock haters out/ With a hook like rocky More punchlines in a ring/ Than boxing/ A KO kinda flow/ When you cross me/ Y’all spectators, so please take a seat/ Wait for the encore coz you know we the shit/ Chorus We see you hatin’ us/ But we so far off your ground / We levitating this/ So you’ll never pull us down/ You are so beneath/ You can never reach/ Or try to shoot us down/ We on some fly shit now/ V3 Kodak & Jr. Kaze/ A crazy combination/ Getting niggaz fucked/ Like pussy penetration/ The beats fukin’ your ears/ Coz the rhymes so orgasmic/ Getting your speakers wet/ So call it rhyme sex/ Who could ever wriggle a flow/ With twists in between spits/ And sick metaphors/ Make haters depressed/ They slice wrists like a used whore/ Coz we so after/ And you so before/ A new era of terror/ A lyrical G-Force/ Words flying around/ Strapped with C4/ So try catch my words/ Alive with the pin off/ And if you detonate/ It’s because we the real bomb/ We explosive, blowin’ rap to portions/ Never on the same shit/ Coz we flush the toilet/ Style with no grip/ You can never hold this/ We are on a flyer level even clouds know this biaatch/ Chorus We see you hatin’ us/ But we so far off your ground / We levitating this/ So you’ll never pull us down/ You are so beneath/ You can never reach/ Or try to shoot us down/ We on some fly shit now/ Outro haha Yeah I told you we are on a Flyer Level/ We so high we pissin' on planes/ And the Clouds are my witness That's how high we are man/ Kodak's on the beat/ Crazy dude man, crazy dude/ Shout out to my Rigo Melo's/ My south siders/ That's wusup man that's wusup, we out/ This has been a flash moment production/