Taylor King - Threat lyrics

[Verse] Yeah.. I am the Greatest in the making understand that off the bat So write downs these facts Opposite Day is the only time you'll hear that I'm whack Even then I'll k** tracks I'm the 2015 version of coffee black All the things that you lack Jesus with Pro Tools a mic and some rhymes and a Mac It's the savior of rap Ace I'm a king and my queen make yours look like a jack And her a** so fat My squad is filled with some lions I'm talking big cats Y'all some snakes and some rats Brain is so bright it'll blind that's why I wear a hat Still it shines through the cracks I'm about what I spit and dawg you just like to act Benjamin Afflack Get on the track, I attack like ya boy was a jap drop bombs like I'm hittin Pearl Harbor Get in booth and make cut after cut after cut, you swear that the kid is a barber Tracks I'm a mutant, sharp like I'm wolverine but I'm not talkin bout that school in Ann Arbor I got the sauce like my first tarter Do it big elephant but no Barbar [Hook x2] I been stayin on my grind Nine to nine Gettin mine Come to me with shots and I send em flyin Cauley stein All the shine Cuz my rhymes Droppin mines Palestine Cuz I'm goin for the k** I ain't lyin Not benign [Verse 2] 4 in the morn I ain't sleep yet Copy like an ink jet Man Just gettin my feet wet You ain't go future you sh** whack Ain't no respect for that n***a cuz he wept Had a bad chick when you came in but she left Look like a reject She on cuz she know that we next She cummin first like a prefix And then it's me next Swear that this livin a reflex Ballin out don't need no heat check just pa** me the rock and you know that I'm scorin Talk to the eagle, the pigeon, the hawk and the cardinal I know that they'll all say that I'm soarin Man rather watch the C-Span than a mic in your hand, cuz your flow is oh so so borin Gave the club NyQuil cuz they all be snorin Wake up for me cuz they know I'm important Sound so imported from galaxies unknown to man I'm palming the game with one hand k**in the mic and I'll confess it on the stand Write cla**ics a rappin Ayn rand Drop nukes like Syria North Korea and Iran I'm Cold with the green no Iceland Risin up summer temps in Sudan While you just sinkin like you in quick sand [Hook]