Wrekonize - Goldie Freestyle Lyrics
[Verse: Wrekonize]Okay, walk with me a moment through this beat we make it go,Follow me up into the clouds, I'mma break it down below,I'mma get 'em up get 'em up get it poppin' now,Boomboxes knock the ground, better get this *****in' loudEnemies tuck ya ***** in now,Wild buffalo, bill me for shuckin' flows,Claim you get Hulk but all I see is Mark Ruffalo,Went on the road, smashin' records like a day trip,Came back home and all my friends have gone apeshit,Breaking codes, as far as cowards go they should take the gold,Calling out the Gods? You the one that's out there fakin' so,Dirty hippie creepin' leakin' out the mouth,Pull your shit together, crashin' cribs and sleepin' on the couch,Plexo told me kill the diplomatic shit soI'm a slay the sick and give your trickin' acrobatic lift...Lift with dick why you liftin' shit with Olympus kid?I'm Olympic prick and an instant fit ... shit, you an infant *****!Made man is runnin' muck around the planet,God damn it my language makin' mamas wet they pajamas,Rockin' Thrift Store, HalosMy spit's more, KanoGot heart, but I bet it ain't a smart,But I'm bringin' out a dart in the dark better lay low,Got Bane on the brain, propane inside my bravado,And the stadium seated executions in Colorado,Goddamn ... ya Lord got really *****in' odd plans,If he returns, tell him bring lots of ammo and stop playin', amen,This is ground zero for the skeptics,My vocal cords septic, my family tree metric,She seen I had British roots upon my arrival'Til I swang my rafiki at a ***** half of me is tribal,Rivals beware! Claim that I could be the best yet,No way to be the next Tech so I just be the best Wrek,Expect records to wreck your neck up like Death - Leps,Send 'em in quick and pretend you'll neck I'm so deaf to death, yesThis is a warning, I told you I'm 'Good Good Night' to get mourning,For the beats under my cleats all of these wack rap performers!And now I'm feelin' Damien, still I got my halo on,Next week we'll be gathering which liquor mixed with Fago, huh!?This is one of four, so run for the *****in' door,I've come for the *****in' floor, and once I own it what's in store?Porch flows, chaos in the scorched shows,Séance and of course though, Snake and Bat Morse Codes,[Hook:]They say we got five months left 'til the end of the world,So you better cash in on your souls,I got a birds-eye view, subterranean flow,All the majors said, "Thanks, but no.",Now I got a doped up deal with the Snake and the Bat,Don't try to act like you didn't know,I put a decade in the game, now I'm here for my change,Let's spin this mother*****a into gold...[Instrumental Out]
