Goretex

Lyrics

[Hook] (x2) I throw the goretex on when I pop out Cause the rain sure to come You get washed out I'm on a full court press You Get boxed out Mama truly said it best You get knocked out [Verse 1] Back at it for the rap Addicts Pass me the mic Let me take a stab at it With the fat Matic Y'all folding like craftmatics Stay in the court flipping Like acrobatics But y'all act savage They lack status But they act boss Cold as Jack Frost Over balconies Get your ass tossed Get lost in the wilderness Ain't no emcees Ill as this Straight from the jungle With the gorillas mist Iron fist like Danny Rand My tеam moving like the Hand Command a whole clan And collеct the bands If they ever ask who's the man Awon with the plan 1000 plus grams Wrapped in Saran If the mic stop working That's the plan B Only real street niggas understand me I don't got no friends It's all family Starting a war with me is insanity [Hook] (x2) I throw the goretex on when I pop out Cause the rain sure to come You get washed out I'm on a full court press You Get boxed out Mama truly said it best You get knocked out [Verse 2] On a sativa when I wrote the verse Hotter than the molten Earth Grew up in the church But known for doing dirt Barely a teenager cooking work Baseheads go beserk Phone known the chirp In traps I'm known to lurk Rare polos and A-solos I roll dolo Machine gun rap Brolic like Bolo These rappers Bozos I'm Doc Ellis pitching No Nos To check their albums You need No Doze A lot of rappers play gansta But the fronting though CB4 Gusto I gotta let all of these suckers know Authenticity speaks It's not a gimmick When I hear your whack adlibs All I do it's grimace Rich niggas be sensitive in the comments Hip hop is a competitive sport It's not a convent We out for blood Just remember who you playing with So Don't step to the mic If you ain't saying shit [Hook] (x2) I throw the goretex on when I pop out Cause the rain sure to come You get washed out I'm on a full court press You Get boxed out Mama truly said it best You get knocked out [Scratches] (x2) I got no time for fakin' jacks Around the room, around the way, around the world on a day No matter the weather you find me out doin' whateva You gettin' knocked out the box no matter who you are