Lyrics Hot Hell Raisin - Andy Kapps

Ahh, uhh umm
I'm a shaman to the students
Of the art that I'm takin'
Yeah I break them for thinkin' this a game
I ain't playin' he's my favorite
That's what I got'em sayin'
Rappin' mayhem, I ain't even playin'
Turn em' grey and that's when
I just do away wit' em'
Yeah, I walk away
They better start prayin'
No delayin', I'm cruisin' the storm
I got em' swayin'
Now they goin' overboard
Writin' poems wit' a sword
Kickin' down the doors
I won't be ignored
So adore me now
I ain't average
You nothin' but corny wow
To this game I been married to
I'm a savage, I got em' all mourning
In the morning, I'm attackin' parrots
Claimin' they beast
While I'm reppin' the three
Havin' a feast with an earth queen
Then we returnin' to Paris
Bein' nothin' but myself
Come against me wit' ya cliché stories
And compare our journey's
No matter whatchu try
Shit still ain't working
We'll that don't concern me
I'm still earning, obviously girls are always flirting
I went pro, you still learning
Big captain burnin' an L
R I P Pop, I got bars like I'm goin' to jail
All the girls sayin' that I'm doin' em'
And doin' em' and doin' em' and doin' em'
And doin' em' well
I got a buncha haters I'm like you and who
And you and who and you and who
And you and who else

Yeah, I'm hot hell raisin'
Top dog, x rated
Spark an el, big dog plannin' long vacations
Hot shells, hot shots, flat lines
Hot lines, roof tops, road thots
You gon' see I got mine

Yeah, I'm hot hell raisin'
Top dog, x rated
Spark an el, big dog plannin' long vacations
Hot shells, hot shots, flat lines
Hot lines, roof tops, road thots
You gon' see I got mine

Take a buncha cheese and put it in my belly
Now we eatin' good
Ain't nothin' you can tell me
I been runnin' every where
Just to get the bag
And I ain't gotta worry now
Now I'm gettin' paid
Beat the beat up every mornin'
Pussy say the same
When she moanin' in my face
When I'm on it
In the mornin'
Yeah, make you bitch's really sink
That's the way it's goin' down
Make you emcee's really think
And realize that you really clown's
Talk is cheap, I'll expose the pink
Bozo, pussy, shrink, mental, blink
On another level, you a rinky dink
Actin' like a devil
I'm the alpha dog out the kennel
Wit' a purpose and I serve em'
At hip hops service
Grabbin' a Grammy
No Oscar's I ain't actin'
I'm really a monster straight up
Checkin' out the posture
It's nice right
Yeah, got em' headin' towards a white light
When I'm on the mic
I'm just fuckin' up the game

Yeah, I'm hot hell raisin'
Top dog, x rated
Spark an el, big dog plannin' long vacations
Hot shells, hot shots, flat lines
Hot lines, roof tops, road thots
You gon' see I got mine