Not The One

[INTRO: ‘Alien: Resurrection’, Johner]
“Don't push me, little Call. You hang with us for a while, you'll find out I am not the man with whom to fuck!”

[HOOK 1]
Why you run up fucking up the function
Meet me outside end of discussion
Pretty mommas want me to put one in their stomach
Your girl always callin’ me because she want dick
Saying you a punk bitch
Yeah I'm on some dumb shit
Gettin’ twisted with the wicked
Bring the ruckus
Loud weak ass motherfuckers think they run shit
But once I go one hundred
They Gon’ run quick
Not to be fucked with

[HOOK 2]
I’m not the one, not the one to be fucked with
I am not the one, not the one to be fucked with
Second to none, not the one to be fucked with
Seeing red rum, not the one to be fucked with

[VERSE 1]
Back, back why you acting close?
Homie, you don't know me
For the passion I work OT
Killin’ it, chilling with OGs.
Suits buy souls on a daily
But they can never own me
Enemies hopin’ that I OD
Snatch your Dorothy
We blow through OZ’s

Please don't bring your chick around
Homie might just dick her down
Who the hells you fronting on
When you come into my town
Lashed out cause you yacked out
Swing at me and get tapped out
You dealing with a dude who don't give a fuck
Motherfucker, I never back down
I got them jabs, I got them hooks
I got them hands, I got them looks
Leave you seizuring in the streets
Little bitch, now you lookin’ shook
Kickin it with Pope Fiction
Spittin dope diction
Wiser with the whippin’
Out of popo jurisdiction
In the kitchen fixing all the goods
Hood as fuck, bitches never get enough
Addicted like it snow sniffin’
Lifted cause I got the formula
Now everyone wanna get involved
I see the truth
Yeah, I sense whats wrong
That why they try hard to get me gone
So cautious
Yall ain't sick
Yall make me nauseous
Y’all just talk shit
Yall ain't really even about it

[HOOK 1]
Why you run up fucking up the function
Meet me outside end of discussion
Pretty mommas want me to put one in their stomach
Your girl always callin’ me because she want dick
Saying you a punk bitch
Yeah I'm on some dumb shit
Gettin’ twisted with the wicked
Bring the ruckus
Loud weak ass motherfuckers think they run shit
But once I go one hundred
They Gon’ run quick
Not to be fucked with

[VERSE 2]
Start it with the written
Pad and paper, pen, grippin’
Grab the mic and when I’m finished
You can see the saliva drippin’
Learned from my acting days
I’m movin’ on my rapping stage
“I’m serious ‘bout this mom and pops!”
This is not a phase
I’m dope!
Y’all get a kick out of me
Like I was ketamine
Make hits like methamphetamine
Y’all cracked up definitely know what I mean
Gonna go beyond and I harness all infinity
Spazz on these tracks that last all eternity
I’m feeling like a god right now
In constant search of my goddess
If you down to be high up in the clouds
I give you a bouquet of those roses, ugh
You can be my cuddy buddy
I could be your buddha, honey
We both ascend into nirvana on my lotus, baby
Y’all should take notice
Make miracles like Jesus
But I’m not as merciful
I kill all my Judas
Cause a plague full of locusts
Flow is so fluid
And cause movement in the crowd
Move ‘em around just like Moses
I’ve been a fiend all of my life
I know what dope is
Injecting good shit in my brain
Im overdosin’
What is that look on your face
You act like you doesn’t
Such a hot topic but treat it like a beat
And just drop it

[HOOK 2]
I’m Not the one, not the one to be fucked with
I am Not the one, not the one to be fucked with
Second to none, not the one to be fucked with
Seeing Red rum, not the one to be fucked with

[HOOK 1]
Why you run up fucking up the function
Meet me outside end of discussion
Pretty mommas want me to put one in their stomach
Your girl always callin’ me because she want dick
Saying you a punk bitch
Yeah I'm on some dumb shit
Gettin’ twisted with the wicked
Bring the ruckus
Loud weak ass motherfuckers think they run shit
But once I go one hundred
They Gon’ run quick
Not to be fucked with