We R Betta - lyrics INTRO (It’s KPa, mane, The Triple K Of Pay) CHORUS I’d be working there harder and here’s amount of that You’d rather be balling and pawing and you’re getting nothing off that My rap infected by COVID and you’re getting sick of that You speak on the high-pitched tone because you’re feeling like gnat VERSE You still rapping in the crib full of hoes When you lie down it’s small for your butt but it’s too big for your thoughts When I kill the beat you’re skipping those It’s a goddamn overdose when I speak too much ‘bout our odds Environment of bars that means we’re not having T.O.E.S. (bitch) Keep fight for, I’ma keep on count dough Thinking that you’re better than us all (jerk) Automatic with the prone in the mud Whenever you hear the gun in the hall Suffer through the pain, bullet in the brain Internet passed you place in the grave (gone) When the psychologic mania passes you word fantasia Imagine your height, you’re getting euphoria Walk around and get eaten Top is impossible though not for Ethan, maybe me Disintegrated ain’t no one hobnobbing with remnants People gon’ think it’s same sentence Haters like peasants believe in what they hear from tube-tellers K Pa’s not fucking with over-tuned rappers (rappers) - eat ‘em for breakfast (fuck ‘em all) CHORUS I’d be working there harder and here’s amount of that You’d rather be balling and pawing and you’re getting nothing off that My rap infected by COVID and you’re getting sick of that (sick of that) You speak on the high-pitched tone because you’re feeling like gnat (like gnat) VERSE You’re screaming “Incoming!” but it’s not money It’s a damn rocket, I mean, missile that’ve disintegrated you in remnants And turned your body into an ameboid substance If take a look in the microscope your cell membrane got a big problem, I mean huge hole And all your insides gon’ feed other bacteria’s food vacuoles You prob’ly got know what I go with this for Your progress stagnate in one place and you never try to develop this all Once mistaken and gon’ blame ‘em all I’m talking about that you’re never gettin’ evolved (That’s why I do better than you all) My folks use to call me “Dawg” So you cannot tame the dog And you get nothing of passion For wish to be called the “God” Every time you get higher Then you get a knife to your throat I demand you to retire Or you really wanna stir the pot I’ve been killing the beats with no leaving witnesses Where did I put them? - it’s none of your business-ass Breaking motherfucking stocks of their businesses Jerking-off-anime-watcher, I’d better eliminate the jerk Excuse with foam at your mouth, how’d’ve you consider the Perk I said you go get the perks, but you popped it all and now with the foam at the mouth Lately I don’t know how to talk to people ‘Cause whatever I’d say they consider as a pornography, drug addiction and the same things though We always got an option but you brainwashed I stay unaccommodating and most likely will die at the throne Nuclear bombing and rhyming, neither you got this all I share an obituary column and then you’ll drop your jaw Assuming that you’re gonna finish my goddamn promising career I’m gonna pop out in your dream like a motherfucking jack’s-in-the-box Even boxing won’t banish me outta your nightmare just like that Gotta gear up to go to topping but it never work out Due to broken detail like me and I’m never gonna let you up Just pull a motherfucking trigger to make ‘em detonated They look at the height and consider that I’m featherweight But I’m stepping on the gas and accelerating like you really can think wind’s blowing me and I’m flying like an airplane (bitch) Until the of rest of the motherfucking time I’m gonna do better than ‘em And ain’t never depended of I’m rapping nor doing anything classic I’ll be killing the shit and they’ll be L’ing the battle Adjusting their heads when they’re tryna meanly turn around from the block Immediately stop popping ‘cause you can’t even paddle Call the motherfucking cop, then making him cock Unavoidable to fuck with me, but I’m not gay Nevertheless motherfcukers gonna cum Without the goddamn penetrate What’ve I said? Never mind ‘cause it’s just lines You’re keep gauging length of my mic Jerking-off-site, I ain’t joining your side Only one necessary last thing I have to say I better than you and I dug you down in depth (KPa bringin’ banger)