Mt. Olympus (Reprise|Explicit) - Big K.R.I.T.

5 albums in, I swear a country ni**a snap

Thought they wanted trap, thought they wanted bass

Thought they wanted molly, thought they wanted drank

F**k them niggas, now they wanna hear a country ni**a rap

5 albums in, I swear a country ni**a snap

Thought they wanted gold, thought they wanted shine

Thought they wanted radio, b**ch make up your mind

(Yeah ho)

All this attention and I don't even know what I might even do with it

That Control beat is like an ugly b**ch that everybody done f**ked raw,

Maybe you hit it

Aww man, I'm more concerned why niggas been texting my cell,

Calling my phone

Ask me about this Kendrick sh*t, that he really ain't even diss me on it

I ain't really drawing on all this propaganda

Rap sh*t bout' as real as Santa

Now I'm lyrical all of the sudden,

Well last year they claim they ain't understand me

I'm burying this (yeah ho!), and pissing on they graves

Another ni**a, other ni**a name on your chain and they call me a slave

Niggas scared of this country boy, lord forbid I catch a body in the studio

Tryin' to calm your soul, lookin' at your manager, I think Krizzle got me

I put you in the trunk with these subwoofers, 5th wheel in my shot

I'm so prolific with these scriptures they might give me a Bible

Page 1, come in son, mind your manners, just be cool

I know you lame when you was in school,

A little fame you ain't used to

And it was easy for you to move through,

In yo class draw up these swords

Like one of these days I'm gonna be a rapper,

But all my verse gonna be borrowed

So I'm gonna take from all these Southern artists

That mainstream never heard of

Recycle all of they lingo and make sure I screw my words up

Bravo for your swagger-jackin',

I'm overwhelmed by your dedication

You actually fooled people into thinking that your music was innovative

Frustrated, rap battlin' never got me out of no public housin'

You tellin' me I can be King of Hip-Hop and they wouldn't give it to Andre 3000?

Ni**a please, this award ain't got sh*t to do with us

God could physically come down and say he the greatest,

My favorite, ya'll should listen, he had potential

To outlive a heatwave I'mma send through this motherf**ker

And reveal for a whole 'nother culture

And that wouldn't be enough

So f**k these haters and f**k these hoes

Damn right I still mean that

Now they wanna hear a country ni**a rap

5 albums in, I swear a country ni**a snap

Thought they wanted trap, thought they wanted bass

Thought they wanted molly, thought they wanted drank

F**k them niggas, now they wanna hear a country ni**a rap

5 albums in, I swear a country ni**a snap

Thought they wanted gold, thought they wanted shine

Thought they wanted radio, b**ch make up your mind

Hope the hook wasn't too simple - either way ni**a, I wrote it

Yes, I made the beat, yes, I mixed the track,

I am far from whack, you a one-trick pony

I don't fall in line, I define what's rhyme,

F**k what you was thinkin', bloggers they can quote it

Lotta rappers buried underneath my house,

They know what I'm 'bout, you ain't even know it

Overdosed on hocus-pocus, jibber-jabber,

Snap on my stature was firebreathin' dragon

King of every castle, how you signing rappers?

All these label must be giving out a raffle

Wranglin' like cattle, keep a ni**a shackled

Leavin' people baffled, tap dance ni**a

Misleadin' all of your rap fans, ni**a

Wilin' why don't ya'll do a lap dance, ni**a

Sap a** ni**a, do whatever for some dap a** ni**a

I ain't got time

To watch out for children, stay out my kitchen,

The sh*t that I'm cookin' ain't mean for your kind

Crackin' and bashin' the sh*t out your spine

King with a crown, humble and tall

Tyrants never keep quiet, they'd rather be violent

So I'm beheading them all!

The lay up I'm laying I'm settin' fire to buldings and bridges

You ain't sellout a show until you sell out one in Mississippi

What's good for Hip Hop may not be good for my soul

So, I keep flexin', wreckin', for the people that respect it,

Check it, f**k I'm Control

B**ch!

Now they wanna hear a country ni**a rap

5 albums in, I swear a country ni**a snap

Thought they wanted trap, thought they wanted bass

Thought they wanted molly, thought they wanted drank

F**k them niggas, now they wanna hear a country ni**a rap

5 albums in, I swear a country ni**a snap

Thought they wanted gold, thought they wanted shine

Thought they wanted radio, b**ch make up your mind

F**k them niggas!

Yea, I said it, f**k them niggas!

Yea, I said it, f**k them niggas!

Yea, I said it, thought you wanted radio,

B**ch make up your mind

F**k them niggas!

Mt. Olympus - Big K.R.I.T.