Rising Son - The Big Bad Wolf

Right, let's get it on and poppin
I'm off the start and block and stoppin's not even an option
I'm leavin' the spot when I'm good and ready And I ain't even fuckin' started yet
I'm just revvin' up I'm bout to show you how an artist gets
When he's been suppressed for too long and ends up blowin' a fuse or two
You have absolutely no clue what it is I'm bout to do to you
I'm above the clouds like El Nino ready to touch down and destroy everything in my path
You're all really fucked now
Here's some advice run for your life whenever you hear I'm on the mic
I'm Mr. Say What I Like, likely to spray what I sight
I bring what's in the dark into light like when day emerges from night
Tight as a vice grip, colder than ice, razor sharp you get sliced
Jesus Christ
I'll tell you once but I ain't tellin' you twice, man I'm one of the nicest
And this is my campaign for a title fight
So if you walk like a champion, talk like a champion
Take your crew and run for the hills you're all about to get stamped on
Little pigs, little pigs, let me in
It's the big bad wolf and my patience is wearin' thin
So open up this door and stop fuckin' around
Or I'll huff and I'll puff and I'll blow your house down
I've been standin' outside piggies for quite some time now
Just listenin' to you lot runnin' off your mouths
Well if you don't open this door and I mean right fuckin' now
I'll huff and I'll puff and I'll blow this whole town down
I effortlessly flow effervescently you best to be one of the best to be testin' me
Better we let it be, step to me I've got the recipe for rest in peace
Recklessly rep with these words I use like an effigy, forget it B
My bars are like missiles deployed to destroy
Anything I might see that offends me I'm not coy when annoyed
I'm a boy with a ploy I'ma execute my plan with precision, a man on a mission
I'm marchin' till my ankles are twisted, I'll carry this torch forever
It's hip-hop for life, I put my own in the line, or pay any price
I love what I do that much, I'd die for it, kill for it, lie for it
What's it gonna take to prove to you suckers that I'm live with it
My passion for this, goes deeper than any words that I could spit
It's worth more than any bounty, I just can't put a price on it
Fuck rising, you might not say it but I can hear you think it
Now watch me put a big hole in the side of your boat and sink it
Little pigs, little pigs, let me in
It's the big bad wolf and my patience is wearin' thin
So open up this door and stop fuckin' around
Or I'll huff and I'll puff and I'll blow your house down
I've been standin' outside piggies for quite some time now
Just listenin' to you lot runnin' off your mouths
Well if you don't open this door and I mean right fuckin' now
I'll huff and I'll puff and I'll blow this whole town down
The king of the hill can only go down
The wolf on the hill, right? Is not as hungry
As the wolf climbing the hill

Written by:
S Oliviere

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Rising Son

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