XXL Freshmen 2011 Cypher - Part 2 - Yelawolf/Kendrick Lamar (肯德里克·拉马尔)/Lil B/Cyhi The Prynce

Written by：Yelawolf/CyHi The Prynce/Lil B

Godd**n look who just stepped in

The cat done ** up a wolf from the den hey

Not long ago I was wiping his a**

Now he's a rich rapper wiping his a** with cash

It didn't take much for me to realize I was on my own

Moving through woods like Donkey Kong

I invented that classic rock soul

My momma was too inhibited with brothers and black crows

We got the dirty sh*t locked in the boon docks

Grain fed cattle means we gone shroom pop

I'm in touch with my inner star you watch

I'll stand up in Hollywood and spit moon rocks

B**ches wanna know the real Yelawolf really

All the whore will get to see is Catfish billy

The world around my childhood was a crooked wall

I had to reach high to see above the w**d fog

Pop a head on the crawfish and soak it dry

I pop your head if you talk sh*t I bust your eye

You know I'm southern I got a grill and a dirty frown

Y'all coming with me I'm the future in town

It's going down shady

Kendrick Lamar：

What up lemme catch the beat

What up swag swag based god I hear you

What up swag swag yeah G sh*t

Westside huh look

I'm beyond the most slept on stepped on

Stepsons father of rap songs writing my wrongs

Writing in the book of psalms this is the word word to the holy Qur'an

Or whatever that's foreign to ya

I find it funny that you are embracing a storm wait

Ring the alarm or wake up with a bomb through ya

It's Baghdad kids with bad dads cops with bad badges

Big bullets no my bads once them guns shoot ya

I said yo I might go

Hot as the mike Jordan lace up my Jordan's and yelling out ISO

Ike turner your idol whip 'em and bruise 'em

Stick poison inside his pie hole sad that you knew him

We influence the heart of thousands nine hundred and ninty nine thousand but who's counting

Thirsty for success and we drink from the youth fountain

Big headed tryna stay grounded like a delinquent in middle school clowing

Drowning MCs they want life jackets

While we swim backwards we yelling n**ga please

Pay your respect or recognize the alphabet

You can't survive in a room full of g's

Coached by my uncle lil mane I resemble him

They tryna tilt the game and we killing all Thebes

Make 'em all blood make 'em all bleed

Motherf**ker die put a ribbon in the sky

Till Stevie wonder sing king of all kings

Jokers and new Jacks can get dealt with

Royal flush when I drop sh*t and say these things

Mad leaning on 'em 'cause half of these n**gas maybelline

All made up 'bout to go dummy

On a dummy what what treat him like a welterweight

And stuff him in some trunks you f**king with a giant

I'm forest Whitaker sparring with some Forrest gump's

What you want

Lil B：

Look how good I look man it's Lil B

Yeah ayy check this uh

My n**ga told me if I ever stop rapping

The game lost Jordan trade him to the magic

Exhibit Based not Exhibit C

N**gas couldn't see let me part the sea

Part a part of me nothing pardons me

You n**gas arguably is worse than me

Get your whole squad let me go hearse your team

Pop bullets in his back make him work his knees

This is sick I'm on top now

I remember in the hood I was locked down Oakland Yosemite

Having ya dreams appearing right ahead of me

Now I'm getting glad that you n**gas ain't ahead of me

And you'll never be forgetting me

Hard drive man it's all about the memory

Strapped with a vest screaming motherf**k my enemies

Uh have 'em moving like a centipede

I'm the w**d man so you know I got the remedy

Plus I'm a user d**e fiend music

Plus I'm a robber and I dare you suckas push me

Got the same pistol that they shooting

I'm too nice

I'm the rawest rapper I'm done I'm done

Cyhi Da Prynce：

Nah I ain't done no faking but here come the H game

We were the sh*t before the cake came

I hate lames they get mad because we make change

And I ain't even had to bake caine

But I keep the weight gain on the freight train

F**k d**e I'm on the kush and the haze game

In the streets I got a great name

I'm a pimp cause I break dames

Play with my pay I see my great Danes

Pauls let the face bang huh

Trapping was cool till the J came

Then they found a couple tools and the ye d**n

Then n**gas change colors like a fake chain

Prince of the south h** you won't catch me without dro

I'm like T I pimping's in my genes and ain't talking 'bout Levi's

I keep the kush and like the couch fold

And the toy like G I Joe

Bet a G I blow

You p**sy n**gas wanna fight I outdoors

The devil stay right Ali eat ya'll close

Cause I'm swinging the three plus three five O's

We got chickens n**ga E I O

What you seeing off a pound n**ga we see off O's

Catch me in the 'lac with three

And I ain't f**king with you n**gas cause I see y'all h**s

Cyhi let's get it