Songtexte
(Uh, ow, let's go, ah, woo, alright let's go let's go)
One man band never caught slipping
Outrunning tracks you can call me Olympic
Where's my sports guys? I know that they pimping
And even if not, they're never caught simping
Outperforming everyone without any help
In the rap scene I'm the new Michael Phelps
I'm not an athlete, I rap it's a different kind of game
Yeah I pull my stunts and make these chumps look lame
Sleep onobody that everybody knows
And yon me then you lose the race
Try to catch up and you lose your pace
I'm the u're about to bestow upon my brand new flows
I hit punchlines, call me Mike Tyson
Those who oppose get poisoned like ricin
Doing all my tasks like the new Hercules
At this point these push ups aren't even hurting me
Yeah in the locker room I got to change clothes on the hangers
But I still got time to write all these bangers
Ball so hard you start crying when it hits you
Get dunked on, I'm like sans, I don't miss you
Talent so good and you steal my flow
David Letterman kid, this is my show
Hear that kick, it goes harder than judo
Feel the bass, it's colder than Pluto
Hear those hats fly just like Kung Lao
Overall the beats like pu pu POW
Hopping on tracks and it gets real messy
This beat is kicking like its last name is Messi
Beat you 11 to 1, have you crying for your papi
Little boy you need to get checked, hockey
1 on 1, I could feel the aggression
The match ends and that's his concession
I get green just like Luigi
My thoughts expensive and clear, that's Fiji
Think you better than me? Beat me
I go hard on a track you should see me
You only communicate online, kinda preachy
You're just talking to letters like a Ouija
2 feet, 1 head, goal keep, 'nuff said
Toxic, like lead, that's why I'm, a-head
Careful, light tread, on the, bunk bed
That guy, he wed, in his, junk shed
I go in with my words on the mic and then I start ripping
Hear my verse go wild and you'll see why they call me Olympic
Taking over tracks like I'm imperial
I shine and you get hit by my ray like mysterio
You'll be lucky to take my charms like cereal
My songs are all natural, raw material
These lines were a mess but now they're serial
Jesus ghostwrites for me, now that's ethereal
Watch me clean up this mess, antibacterial
Then I take out the trash, I'm talking funereal
High expectations almost like I'm in varsity
But with my skill there is no sparsity
I get off track sometimes, out of bounds
But the result of it is you hearing these sounds
Red light green light, Dababy to your deference
But I mean squid game as a reference
Definite and evident, that's how I'm phrasing it
This is my testament, you are just racing it
I find it self evident so stop debasing it
Primitive when you write, I see you engraving it
If your answer is wrong better start erasing it
If your dream is to rap, better start replacing it
Agile, I hover over the ground
You will too when you're hearing my sound
Get dogged on like you're selling crack
You lie in your raps, you don't make any racks
I'll say this once again and then I'm dipping
These are the reasons they call me Olympic
(There's no one can stop me
Lennox is a conqueror? No, I'm Alexander, he's no Alexander
I'm the best ever
There's never been anybody as ruthless
I'm Sonny Liston, I'm Jack Dempsey
There's no one like me
I'm from their cloth
There's no one that can match me
My style is impetuous, my defense is impregnable, and I'm just ferocious
I want your heart
I want to eat his children)
Written by: Kenneth Kaniff