"On The Radar Freestyle" lyrics
Yeah
Let's get into it
Shall we?
Knowledge
Uh-huh
Finally
I feel like we've arrived
Alright
It's time to vaccinate the game like COVID, no Paxlovid
I'm too sick, the mucus I spit, bitch I'm the coldest
Your two cents does not make sense, see what I've noticed
You could scream that you're the greatest 'til your lymph nodes are swollen
Here's the problem, there's no more gatekeepers, the gate is open
They done ripped the doors off the fucking hinges, the frame is broken
Stand-up comedians, they're all joking
Get in that booth and turn to Robin Williams, start choking
Broke out that noose, I got loose 'cause I'm too focused
I learned from Dre how to make my gin and juice potent
For real, that's a true story, ain't no allegories needed
All them crocodile tears y'all crying, they look facetious
If this shit's a blood sport, I wanna see some rappers bleeding
Respirator breathing, pleading to please cease with the beating
And escalate the beef to Wagyu and now we fucking eating
Execute 'em in a public setting for the crime of treason
Bitch, I'm not trying to find no rhyme or reason
I'm decorated, stripes on my sleeve, I know you see 'em
Yeah, they get salty when you this seasoned
It's time to starve 'em out, I carved my own lane and I continue feasting
So keep them bland bars and all that boiled chicken that you made
It's finger licking, bird flipping, purge 'em with the renegades
If I get pissed, I burn this bitch down like the Palisades
To rap like this, I must admit that there's a hefty price to pay
'Cause this is God, this isn't me, I had to give him praise
How you think I turn these lemons to gallons of lemonade?
A breath of fresh air, you can't compare me to these parasites
We not alike, these rappers Casper, I'm the fucking poltergeist
The prototype, save your money, please don't buy into the hype
Don't you know these niggas frauds? They rap about other niggas' lives
Don't you know these bitches hoes and they don't wanna be no wives?
What I despise, hypocrisy, the standard's gettin' tired
Blow the building up and bring the B-5 bombers in
I feel like Baron Davis on the Hornets surrounded by these charlatans
A bunch of phonies and they can't act, let's bring it back
Statements that you stating on them records you cannot retract
Receding hairlines, it's from all the cap
All these lies have got me out of whack, let's read the stats and check the facts
You know I'm flowing 'til my pulse is flat
You try to bite the hand that feeds you, I react like I'm the Zodiac
I'm serious as a heart attack
That goes for young rappers and old heads, I turn 'em all into an artifact
A faint memory, amnesia, and you'll never get it back
I need anesthesia for this type of procedure, shall we proceed with that? Hm
You fuck around and you gon' find out, hm
Hey, don't you know I got a foul mouth? Hm
Hey nigga, ain't no fucking timeouts, hm
This shit hitting like a roundhouse, God!
Come on!
On The Radar
Ha
We finally here
I think we can say we've arrived
God
Let's get into it
Shall we?
Knowledge
Uh-huh
Finally
I feel like we've arrived
Alright
It's time to vaccinate the game like COVID, no Paxlovid
I'm too sick, the mucus I spit, bitch I'm the coldest
Your two cents does not make sense, see what I've noticed
You could scream that you're the greatest 'til your lymph nodes are swollen
Here's the problem, there's no more gatekeepers, the gate is open
They done ripped the doors off the fucking hinges, the frame is broken
Stand-up comedians, they're all joking
Get in that booth and turn to Robin Williams, start choking
Broke out that noose, I got loose 'cause I'm too focused
I learned from Dre how to make my gin and juice potent
For real, that's a true story, ain't no allegories needed
All them crocodile tears y'all crying, they look facetious
If this shit's a blood sport, I wanna see some rappers bleeding
Respirator breathing, pleading to please cease with the beating
And escalate the beef to Wagyu and now we fucking eating
Execute 'em in a public setting for the crime of treason
Bitch, I'm not trying to find no rhyme or reason
I'm decorated, stripes on my sleeve, I know you see 'em
Yeah, they get salty when you this seasoned
It's time to starve 'em out, I carved my own lane and I continue feasting
So keep them bland bars and all that boiled chicken that you made
It's finger licking, bird flipping, purge 'em with the renegades
If I get pissed, I burn this bitch down like the Palisades
To rap like this, I must admit that there's a hefty price to pay
'Cause this is God, this isn't me, I had to give him praise
How you think I turn these lemons to gallons of lemonade?
A breath of fresh air, you can't compare me to these parasites
We not alike, these rappers Casper, I'm the fucking poltergeist
The prototype, save your money, please don't buy into the hype
Don't you know these niggas frauds? They rap about other niggas' lives
Don't you know these bitches hoes and they don't wanna be no wives?
What I despise, hypocrisy, the standard's gettin' tired
Blow the building up and bring the B-5 bombers in
I feel like Baron Davis on the Hornets surrounded by these charlatans
A bunch of phonies and they can't act, let's bring it back
Statements that you stating on them records you cannot retract
Receding hairlines, it's from all the cap
All these lies have got me out of whack, let's read the stats and check the facts
You know I'm flowing 'til my pulse is flat
You try to bite the hand that feeds you, I react like I'm the Zodiac
I'm serious as a heart attack
That goes for young rappers and old heads, I turn 'em all into an artifact
A faint memory, amnesia, and you'll never get it back
I need anesthesia for this type of procedure, shall we proceed with that? Hm
You fuck around and you gon' find out, hm
Hey, don't you know I got a foul mouth? Hm
Hey nigga, ain't no fucking timeouts, hm
This shit hitting like a roundhouse, God!
Come on!
On The Radar
Ha
We finally here
I think we can say we've arrived
God
