Play That Beat (Lo-Fidelity All Stars Remix)

P O P E

pope d**e

Slow and steady

Bars rain down like confetti

trained for this day

ready before they said ready

On the road to riches and am heading for the headies

I play the game of thrones better than lena headey

Adrenaline flows recharged flows we charged with blows

this from a ni**a with less highs

and many lows

lord knows i've been running with my grind

since i was nine around the time

eminem rapped about columbine

forgive me mama

but i'm about to bust

bust a nut on this beat to make a hit is a must

and am a better survivor tham those on the show lost

cos i go all intel whem i process my thoughts

Theres no king on the throne

they heatd me amd abdicated

Those who came resisting got decapitated

Those who stood afar could do no more than keep hating

how long we waited

well thats a question for the ages

we came through the stages

beat boxing flows dropping

and we're still bumping

16 bars a 12 iron a sledge hammer

ni**a and a cup of coffee

Don't come at me unless your mama's got you booked a coffin

I'm a beat killer

lyrical godzilla

Bars like kirikiri

Na why these rappers still dey envy me Pope's d**e no rope a d**e

sleepers are slow

walk barefooted and you might slip a sole

lyrics eat deep into your soul

am am ogre yo

no pistols popping just pistons in my head pumping

we don't give a f**k the club is bumping

I do this for my niggas

hope we get the mulla yo

we aiming for billions

ni**a f**k a million

done with silly flows

punchlines as hard as blows

and we got the keys to the citadel

kill a ni**a dead

with flows hard as lead

shoot him in the head

take away his breath

in these streets we were born and bred

bloodshot eyes

crimson or red

pick your choice

pikachu got you bleeding from the head

i ain't worried about what niggas said

wicked bars coming out straight from me head

i'm pumped up from lifting bars

i got mistaken cos of my musclea for cultist affiliation by SARS

yes lord

genesis of the exodus of fake rappers

top heavy built sturdy like young spartans

ghost patterns you don't see them if you don't matter

Ni**a pay your tribute or your blood gon spatter

'm a beat killer

lyrical godzilla

Bars like kirikiri

Na why these rappers still dey envy me though the road rough

me and my niggas gon prevail

lee got my back and i ain't never gon fail

have you ever had dreams riding foriegn whips yo

we still making money calls even if theres no signal

spaz on the mix

mixing better than a chef

in a 5 star restaurant paid in foreign cash

and my ni**a vyce cool as ice

hotter than spice

rappers hanging down heavy yeah

ni**a find your source

bars on bars like i'm sleeping on your lady

my sh*t is always yes no no or maybe

sick in a straitjacket you can call me crazy

but one thing i'll never be guilty of is being lazy

mazy mazy

my rhymes are complicated

my comeup is belated

my drive is being fueled by the comstamt streams of hatred

sweet flow ni**a welcome to the willy wonk

this was promised man

ni**a i'm the cjosen one

burst out of these chains like D'jango

flows so tight submission acute angle

my girl had one job and she blew it

she said too long i said nike just do it

'm a beat killer

a future **dealer

Bars like kirikiri

Na why these rappers still dey envy me END