No Mention - I.K.P.

I don’t be stressin over fellas that dont b really be checkin for me

Been doing this regularly

I chew off the head of a beast quickly

Keep em abreast of my pedigree

I’m a master with better degrees

Better believe I spit a sick game

How you invest then settle for cheap

They selling you rhetoric never acceptable at a fixed rate

Ya better get with the metaphors

Meta-7s Meta-11s I’m giving up to you this day

You would think the shit is invisible

You can’t even witness the skill killing you like gammas and X-rays

On the other end of the spectrum

Ya still can’t see me with ultraviolet blue and infrared rays

I been amongst the city scum

The trifling niggas collecting urine and pitching it out their windows

You be overlooking me

Can’t see where I’m coming from

Stay young and dumb getting burned by the innuendo

Ima eat a lil nigga up for breakfast

Put you in a state of shock

It’s electric

Take away the anesthetic till you’re breathless

I get aggressive

No question

Why you sitting there worried bout the next prick?

Getting mad cuz ur name ain’t on the guestlist

Looking stupid when you feeling so pretentious

Just accept it

No Mention

You just the next bitch

Begging for attention

Come for the Prez leave headless

And you get no mention

I LIVE

You just the next bitch

I LIVE

Begging for attention

I LIVE

Come for the Prez leave headless

And you get no mention

Ha haaaa

If u on that bullshit swag

I will not participate

Burn you at the stake or should I eviscerate

You busy pitchin them pennies with underhand strokes

Gotta have ya two cents knowing everybody broke

I suppose u really digging for gold, let it go

Why u gotta have ya nose all in everybody dope?

You ain’t built for that, and I must mitigate

Better get it straight

Stick a dick in the stigmas u instigate

And let it penetrate

Wait

It ain’t been safe

Everybody know killers at large and everybody tote

Photographers ain’t always running round with a Canon

And real soldiers don’t always throw down with a cannon

Truuu!

Yo Prez

Talk to em

On some real shit uh huhhh

They say lyricism is dead

But you know that these niggas ain’t paying for skills

They barely got skills to be paying the bills

You that the shit that I’m saying is real

It’s cray and it’s trill

And most of you yapping can’t handle this

If you tried you would sound like you stammering

So quit the shenanigans

I’m hot as a wick at the end of a candle tip

How in the fuck are you managing

To get in the game witcha mans and them?

Real niggas is out here famishing

And you ashy monkeys need lanolin

I will be killing these phonies and giving a eulogy with a damn mandolin

You fucking your way to the top

End up with chlamydia cutting a champion

Fuck out of here, go back to ya baby moms she needs pampering

There is no way that you’re tampering

With the spirit of me and my handsome men

Ya aptitudes I’m damaging

I sound like I’m speaking Mandarin?

The thrill is gone

Terminal, killing ya, flow cancerous

And you get no mention

Oh you the next bitch

Begging for attention?

Come for the Prez

Leave headless

And you get no mention!