RJ Peacock - Touché (feat. Win Adissem) Lyrics

I said all my homies rap for real
Talking crazy while beats is sittin in Caskets still the pen deadly
Talk like his wind in my chest and The pen fed me
Read me
You see the polish I been ready
Too T'd kick it like I'm Bruce Lee Roy bump Bruce Wayne
I'm the New beast boy shorties that do Destroy my team bite
When we do Deploy and shine bright like the UV High
T-crews how my chest could flex, T-Dog how my brain impress the game
Is chess you lost it, can't contest so Blame the best exhausted, off it
Play Wit my cards I'll send you to Boston, Often
You cannot see me I'm on a whole Nother level the base and the treble Can lead that way
Father compass to guide me I will Forever be at mercy to follow
And You know underneath his tree I stay, Stepping up to compete g maybe
We'll see that day until then, keep Pushing the rhythm until um the fill End and
Win where you run it at
No they can't hold me back
I know my words turn into flesh, so I'm thinking I'm the best, guess who told me that?
Ray like the sun is black Juxtaposition on a mission like when The son is back
Call me Marshawn cause im moving Like a running back
Call me Cardi cause I'm going for The money bag
Just be good n and stop actin Wooden shorty you too crate cap
And hood and still rapping good g I Just say touché (Hold on)
He says all his homies rap for real
Thats all facts and no cap cause we Moving like it's track and field
Only time we look back on the track
Is to pass the the baton on the song Don't care how you feel
When we take all the gold home, And the glory to God
And y'all look back you just turn into Salt, and you try to blame me, Trynna say its my fault
You know my MO, legacy like JO
Put respect on the JOS
Where's Khalid when you need him Cause we the best, yes
They late to peep ole me
Then They need to learn GED
I bounce pass(past) like I'm CP3
Yo crew whack like it's BET
A quick tbt to when I wasn't hot
Me no see
The ceo, of below free-z-I-n-g
I'm out here
RJP l-i-v-e without fear
How we be rocking we need a Richter
Game locked tight like a boa Constrictor ahh
Oooo y'all must be lying
Beat so cold we got the russian Spying
On us tho, to be honest bro
I've never seen someone flow like This before
We Aladdin and the Genie, we the diamonds in the rough
They can't get enough
So keep the pressure up
No one can measure up, they can not Measure us with Scovilles cause we Never gon chill
The freshest prince without the W how?
Cuz I'm iller than most
And you standing too close to me You will surely be toast
Cuz the heat of the father burnin so Hop on the wave
Otherwise hop in the frier fire there Cooler for days
Game need some light want some Hype gon getchu some
Me with a mic Fahrenheit 451
Y'all really be trippin ima have to Expose you
You used to be fly and I'm sick so we both flew(flu)
Epidemic, Flu like swine
It's 3 little piggy's airline
On the same day someone dare to Touché with a crew like mine
You can't clone us that's a Frankenstein
And I'm too T'd, kick it like wasabi Though
Put me on the track and Keep it runnin like it's cardio
Sorry though
Veo competition and they adios Obvio-usly I got that heat like I'm Rosario
You don't want smoke that's on me
Juice like Frankie L
Sang like Frankie V, uh see
Shinnin like the sun or like a tree
Fresh on Christameis Imma do my Thing it's
Not that hard to see the truth I'm off Top like I need a roof you claim Light
Imma need some fruit so bag Back, hold tight shorty just wait
You Can hate but the petty words won't Penetrate ayye
Cause I meditate
Im so positive I'm about to elevate
Never self medicate, please let me Educate
'Bout to set the record straight
I'm Off White rubber and you just Elmers glue
Negativity just sicks to you - and That's true
I gotta keep my mind right
I want the light of the world, but not Talking about the lime light
I don't wanna look back and be salty Bout the hindsight
You'll never hit my blindside
We been gunnin runnin it too great
What the crew say
Takin it up like a Tuesday
And the mood great
They say we hotter than soufflé
Tell em touché
Hits like its Bobby the bouchée aye
We been gunnin runnin it too great
What the crew say
Takin it up like a Tuesday
And the mood great
They say we hotter than soufflé
Tell em touché
Hits like its Bobby the bouchée aye
The hottest bars commin through ya Ear cavity
Rhymes so sweet they will give ya Ear cavities
Yea, ear cavities drumming on the Beat like them bunnies with the Batteries ah
And if I get cavities my momma gon Get mad at me