Damn Right

Duration

2:49

Genres

Hip-Hop

Description

Lyrics

- so hot, ill cook you like raw meat - like unbrushed hair i'm about to get naughty - so you all see, i spit it bossily - you can't top me, listen when I'm talking, baby this is all me - and i will stay, in the game, count by the days - by the way, ill blow your mind away like a tidal wave - your just drifting wood, and damn you wish you could - spit like this, now these kids are like this is actually good - I'm zack kahn, and I'm feeling splendifourus - when i mix this shit, and shut up all these hypocrites - the great truth? i hit harder than babe ruth - I'm going up, so i need a house with a raised roof - I'm a raging beast, its what I'm made to be - picked up a pencil at the age of three - like oh my god zachary, i spit out a masterpiece - so who be matching me? master of rappery - we got an issue, ill rip you, like a tissue you - then hit you, like I'm a master of jew jitsu - haters will do there jobs, but i will too - its what i will do, sharp lyrics to kill you - grab a mic, ill merk it, dude I am perfect - even though i'm whiter than sidewalk bird shit - schools not my thang, so I'm on the mic wrecking tracks - always catch me with a fresh written out detention pass - i have so many i can make em my wall paper - and all haters, will get burned like darth vader - I'm on top of this, aint no body stoping this - ill be spitting till I'm sitting inside my sarcofuogus - spit every line with confidence, take off like a rocket ship - in my cock pit, and you better rodger it - always rap fast, kick you back like a jack ass - don't be to close behind and youl never pass zack - cause I'm spitting fire all up in this whack track - you'l be so far behind like me in math class - Get in back of me, stay behind this rapping beast - I'm up in the galaxy, with aliens like master chief - there aint no stopping it, one song to the next one - your not a condiment but you really should catch up - trouble maker in class, yeah I'm that kid - when I'm rapping, knock u back so fast you'l do a back flip - my words are my armory, me and them are charging beats - bitch I'm in the game and you can bet I'm playing varsity - and guess what they are starting me, and I'm way to far to see - in the lead, and i stay fresher than a garden tree - par ten me, let me excuse my witty analogies - I'm killing it, fatality, and floating through the galaxy - i jam tight, in the game a mans fight - i am bright, bright as the sun, damn right - the gold is what i go for, nothing else, no more - carve through the game like sean white on a snowboard