W.O.W.
PRhyme feat. Yelawolf Lyrics

Put the rap game on a crunch
To dominate the rap game

Blow the spot without warning
Surprising everyone with their skill

You get no chance to back down
Once they start, there's no stopping them

Hop off my Harley Davidson lookin' like I just got hit with a cool stick
Arriving on the scene looking smooth and cool

Cherry red boots, cigarette lit and aggravated
Feeling peeved despite looking good

How come it's to this dirt road, moonshine trailer trash trooper
Feeling out of place but still proudly representing their roots

Everyday's a party happy belated
Living life to the fullest

If you smokin' marijuana with your mama at 12
Growing up in a certain lifestyle

Then we either related or related in jail
Sharing a common bond either through family or struggles

Street thangs, stealin' Honda's for them Asian gangs
Getting involved in illegal activities

Hopefully Yao Ming's little sister would give me brains
Making crude remarks

That's street cred for the uncredible nobodies
Adding to their street credibility

Am I Bon Jovi lookin' like bitches, "I so got it"
Feeling confident in their appearance

Loud it, Catfish Billy, get stoked shawty
Urging someone to get excited

And I shined up the bowties up that box body
Taking care of their car

And Alabama knows it, travel the world with my slangs
Representing Alabama everywhere they go

Some of them don't get the slang but Alabama knows it
Not caring if others don't understand their slang

I'm sweaty funk, humility punks, fish hook on the hat
Staying humble despite their success

Dirty little then we float back, lips chapped
Living a rough lifestyle

I'm country hard
Being strong and resilient

Ain't nobody fresher than 'em and def with more pressure than 'em
Being the best and under a lot of pressure

Never mess with niggas whose image is skinny, stretchy denim
Not underestimating someone based on their appearance

Just remember everyone who with me winners, everyone who with you dinner
Only surrounding themselves with winners

Bitches with you quick as Brucie Chrissy Jenner
Having people with them for selfish reasons

Chrome rims on a whip just to shine on niggas
Flashing wealth in front of others

Black tires to look white, Tyrone Biggums
Making a joke about cars and drugs

Giving out turkeys on Thanksgiving like Nina Whittis
Being charitable

We even passin' out TVs like Wendy Williams
Being generous to the point of giving away expensive items

All I know is that I'm the wild child
Being wild and free-spirited

Y'all don't want no smoke with these bars
Being a skilled rapper

All y'all niggas know is y'all SoundCloud
Mocking amateur rappers

Hypothetically say I'm pissed, I would definitely AR grip
Being prepared for any situation

I would definitely spray y'all quick
Being quick to act

If y'all expectin' me to hesitate to shoot this bitch
Not being afraid to take drastic actions

Then y'all are definitely in the playoffs with J.R. Smith
Being clueless and lost

I would definitely put my hand in your pocket but not the way you want
Being aggressive and unpredictable

I put your whole family in boxes like y'all the Brady Bunch
Being threatening and violent

I go bananas, too miraculous to react to mortal mammals
Being extraordinary and unstoppable

Cookin' crack in my new velour pajamas
Being daring and reckless

Gettin' back to my roots, rap where I stored 'em hammers
Going back to their roots

Lord of Grammar, my IQ's my actual portal panel
Being intelligent and articulate

My IP address is my dressers drawer, I ain't stressed unless it's war
Being prepared for anything

I ain't said shit unless it's more, I bet you you'll die less
Being confident and bold

Than my irons legend for regrettin' gore
Being ruthless and violent

Ghost whiter than the driven snow and it's headed north
Being pale and possibly sick

Lookin' like it's for the seven floors, flows are metaphors
Having intricate and creative lyrics

Buried skulls all over the globe like a Stegosaurus
Being violent and murderous

My rifle kick back when it get blazed in the sky
Using guns and being violent

I'm a classic, I get dressed playin' Aquemini
Being stylish and fashionable

Don't do some shit to get your wifey kidnapped
Threatening violence if someone crosses them

Have you on Twitter beggin' for your bitch back like Sage Gemini
Being ruthless and vengeful

Why these niggas gettin' their hair dyed and they nails polished
Mocking people who care about their appearance

I'm like Biggie and Pac trapped inside of Big L's body
Comparing themselves to famous rappers who have passed away

Rhymes I create a knock out ya gold tooth
Being a skilled rapper

Battlin' me is like fightin' a gorilla in a phone booth
Being unstoppable and powerful

I wreck mics and drop the cool speeches
Being a skilled rapper and speaker

Nowadays rappers think they motherfuckin' schoolteachers
Being critical of amateur rappers