Nomrah, Hollow Profit, Jakkah - Up & Comin' / That Kidd Lyrics

Bringin’ all the heat like a sunburned demon
Greatest up and comin’, hoe you know they gon’ believe it
Three MC’s in a world of our own
Greatest up and comin’ so you best leave us alone
Bringin’ all the heat like a sunburned demon
Greatest up and comin’, hoe you know they gon’ believe it
Three MC’s in a world of our own
Greatest up and comin’ so you best leave us alone
I ain’t fuckin’ with ya image ‘cause you stuck inside a frame
Bro you know I got the drip like I stood out in the rain
If you tryna talk shit, imma hit you with the stick
Shoot my shot, hit bullseye I’m skrrtn’ off quick
I’m a sleazy motherfucker that be tryna make it big
If a rapper tryna diss me, they gon need to bring their clique
I could battle a hundred motherfuckers and beat ‘em all at once
Then you’ll finally understand what a legend I’ve become
Tryna get up in my head then imma leave ‘em all demented
I’m a motherfuckin’ demon with the temper of a gremlin
Packin’ led like just like I’m Zepplin, imma spray ‘em ‘till they steppin
Them imma leave ‘em all for dead for the wolves to run up and get ‘em
Motherfucker think you’re better, come and try me
I could spit a fuckin miracle, make the blind see
I’m the greatest up and comin’ if you don’t believe me, fuck it
Imma prove it when I’m goin’ triple platinum and leave ‘em runnin
Bringin’ all the heat like a sunburned demon
Greatest up and comin’, hoe you know they gon’ believe it
Three MC’s in a world of our own
Greatest up and comin’ so you best leave us alone
Bringin’ all the heat like a sunburned demon
Greatest up and comin’, hoe you know they gon’ believe it
Three MC’s in a world of our own
Greatest up and comin’ so you best leave us alone
Hold up, let’s stop for a minute
Gotta put em in a headlock for a minute
These Do-gooders basic, stop all the tripping
Told you I’m a demon, your fault you ain’t listen
Ice on my neck and my wrist and it glisten
I got it from hours cooking in the kitchen, the booth
Burning up, Imma show you wassup
Up and coming with the dogs
Running, shunning opposition, get out my position
I been fiending, itching for good competition
But they lack the diction needed for the fixing
I been praying, wishing, for more time to rip shit
Jakkah gon blow up
Show up
Making a classic, so you can pour up
Celebrate
In my way, leave your bones tore up
Vertebrae
You talk a lot, but no action
Set em straight
Bringin’ all the heat like a sunburned demon
Greatest up and comin’, hoe you know they gon’ believe it
Three MC’s in a world of our own
Greatest up and comin’ so you best leave us alone
Bringin’ all the heat like a sunburned demon
Greatest up and comin’, hoe you know they gon’ believe it
Three MC’s in a world of our own
Greatest up and comin’ so you best leave us alone
And they’re facing this type of pressure
This type of pressure is very immense
And the way that they cope with it is through drugs
Through alcohol, and through sex with women
I’ve been that type of kid before
Right? You’re tryna fix that somehow
You don’t know how to because you don’t have
The leaders to tell you what to do
I might go psycho, I know
Everybody wanna hit it on the high note
Whole damn clique wanting me to strike gold
Taking bets
Take your best on a dice roll
Snake eyes fake lives Gunna bite oh
I’m feeling like I’m walking on a tight rope
For the typo
Fly high then I fly low
Everybody talking but I know
New Patek on my wrist I ain’t give a fuck
New Patek on my wrist and I’m getting drunk
New Patek on my wrist and I take a puff
New bad bitch on my dick and she gonna suck
The mastermind turned masochist
I rap the rhyme was passionate
But passion fades I blast this shit
And pop a pill I’m glad to quit
And pass away a champion (Uh)
Ain’t nobody looking at that kid
But he on your bitch like shit (like shit)
Looking at his wrist it’s lit (it’s lit)
Got your mama like damn he rich (he rich)
Ain’t nobody looking at that kid
But he on your bitch like shit (like shit)
Looking at his wrist it’s lit (it’s lit)
Got your mama like damn he rich (he rich)
Ain’t nobody looking at that kid
But he on your bitch like shit (like shit)
Looking at his wrist it’s lit (it’s lit)
Got your mama like damn he rich (he rich)
Ain’t nobody looking at that kid
But he on your bitch like shit (like shit)
Looking at his wrist it’s lit (it’s lit)
Got your mama like damn he rich (he rich)
And I think that’s part of the saying, though
We got these kids
And they’re doing drugs and they’re drinking and they’re having sex
Ya know, just to cope with the pain
Just to cope with the stress
And I think it needs to be us
As leaders to kinda show them the way
And guide them to a brighter future
So we don’t have any kids overdose
So we don’t have any more alcoholics
So we don’t have any kids having kids before they’re ready

Bringin’ all the heat like a sunburned demon
Greatest up and comin’, hoe you know they gon’ believe it
Three MC’s in a world of our own
Greatest up and comin’ so you best leave us alone
Bringin’ all the heat like a sunburned demon
Greatest up and comin’, hoe you know they gon’ believe it
Three MC’s in a world of our own
Greatest up and comin’ so you best leave us alone
I ain’t fuckin’ with ya image ‘cause you stuck inside a frame
Bro you know I got the drip like I stood out in the rain
If you tryna talk shit, imma hit you with the stick
Shoot my shot, hit bullseye I’m skrrtn’ off quick
I’m a sleazy motherfucker that be tryna make it big
If a rapper tryna diss me, they gon need to bring their clique
I could battle a hundred motherfuckers and beat ‘em all at once
Then you’ll finally understand what a legend I’ve become
Tryna get up in my head then imma leave ‘em all demented
I’m a motherfuckin’ demon with the temper of a gremlin
Packin’ led like just like I’m Zepplin, imma spray ‘em ‘till they steppin
Them imma leave ‘em all for dead for the wolves to run up and get ‘em
Motherfucker think you’re better, come and try me
I could spit a fuckin miracle, make the blind see
I’m the greatest up and comin’ if you don’t believe me, fuck it
Imma prove it when I’m goin’ triple platinum and leave ‘em runnin
Bringin’ all the heat like a sunburned demon
Greatest up and comin’, hoe you know they gon’ believe it
Three MC’s in a world of our own
Greatest up and comin’ so you best leave us alone
Bringin’ all the heat like a sunburned demon
Greatest up and comin’, hoe you know they gon’ believe it
Three MC’s in a world of our own
Greatest up and comin’ so you best leave us alone
Hold up, let’s stop for a minute
Gotta put em in a headlock for a minute
These Do-gooders basic, stop all the tripping
Told you I’m a demon, your fault you ain’t listen
Ice on my neck and my wrist and it glisten
I got it from hours cooking in the kitchen, the booth
Burning up, Imma show you wassup
Up and coming with the dogs
Running, shunning opposition, get out my position
I been fiending, itching for good competition
But they lack the diction needed for the fixing
I been praying, wishing, for more time to rip shit
Jakkah gon blow up
Show up
Making a classic, so you can pour up
Celebrate
In my way, leave your bones tore up
Vertebrae
You talk a lot, but no action
Set em straight
Bringin’ all the heat like a sunburned demon
Greatest up and comin’, hoe you know they gon’ believe it
Three MC’s in a world of our own
Greatest up and comin’ so you best leave us alone
Bringin’ all the heat like a sunburned demon
Greatest up and comin’, hoe you know they gon’ believe it
Three MC’s in a world of our own
Greatest up and comin’ so you best leave us alone
And they’re facing this type of pressure
This type of pressure is very immense
And the way that they cope with it is through drugs
Through alcohol, and through sex with women
I’ve been that type of kid before
Right? You’re tryna fix that somehow
You don’t know how to because you don’t have
The leaders to tell you what to do
I might go psycho, I know
Everybody wanna hit it on the high note
Whole damn clique wanting me to strike gold
Taking bets
Take your best on a dice roll
Snake eyes fake lives Gunna bite oh
I’m feeling like I’m walking on a tight rope
For the typo
Fly high then I fly low
Everybody talking but I know
New Patek on my wrist I ain’t give a fuck
New Patek on my wrist and I’m getting drunk
New Patek on my wrist and I take a puff
New bad bitch on my dick and she gonna suck
The mastermind turned masochist
I rap the rhyme was passionate
But passion fades I blast this shit
And pop a pill I’m glad to quit
And pass away a champion (Uh)
Ain’t nobody looking at that kid
But he on your bitch like shit (like shit)
Looking at his wrist it’s lit (it’s lit)
Got your mama like damn he rich (he rich)
Ain’t nobody looking at that kid
But he on your bitch like shit (like shit)
Looking at his wrist it’s lit (it’s lit)
Got your mama like damn he rich (he rich)
Ain’t nobody looking at that kid
But he on your bitch like shit (like shit)
Looking at his wrist it’s lit (it’s lit)
Got your mama like damn he rich (he rich)
Ain’t nobody looking at that kid
But he on your bitch like shit (like shit)
Looking at his wrist it’s lit (it’s lit)
Got your mama like damn he rich (he rich)
And I think that’s part of the saying, though
We got these kids
And they’re doing drugs and they’re drinking and they’re having sex
Ya know, just to cope with the pain
Just to cope with the stress
And I think it needs to be us
As leaders to kinda show them the way
And guide them to a brighter future
So we don’t have any kids overdose
So we don’t have any more alcoholics
So we don’t have any kids having kids before they’re ready