Lyrics BOJACK - Culture the Kid

"The secret to a happiness is a small ego. And a big wallet. Good wine helps, too. But that's not really a secret, is it?"

Won't hold on no more I won't hold back
No more horsing around I'm not Bojack
Picture in motion I got Kodak
Bring all the heat you want bitch I'm a cold bath
(I'm getting it on)
Hold on no more I won't hold back
No more horsing around I'm not Bojack
Picture in motion I got Kodak
Bring all the heat you want bitch I'm a cold bath - yuh

Game finally got a new hero to please
Don't try to bring- literary heat with zero degrees
Y'all about to hear the darkest of bars in my- notepad
Jerked Jekyll off of the mic 'cos Hyde wrote that
Oh snap - hit you little rappers with the
Slow clap - all your fickle flexing is just so sad
But empty pots make the most noise
Culture with the bangers again I said no doy
Your best verse still worse than my blabbering
Cut myself off from the world I don't collaborate
Fuck if you don't see that I'm the best I'm not answering
Provoking not bantering muhfucka pardon me
Offer me a branch I burn down your olive tree
None of your lil franchise bitch I'm a prodigy
I'm the Child of the prophecy protege of the greats-
I give a fuck about modesty honestly
Flow- like a butterfly- so I a gotta sting- bro
That's just the way I bee
Realest punches in the game since the great Ali
Tell me fellow rappers what's the point in a rebuttal when you may not speak - pssht

Won't hold on no more I won't hold back
No more horsing around I'm not Bojack
Picture in motion I got Kodak
Bring all the heat you want bitch I'm a cold bath
(I'm getting it on)
Hold on no more I won't hold back
No more horsing around I'm not Bojack
Picture in motion I got Kodak
Bring all the heat you want bitch I'm a cold bath - yuh

Picture a 3D Triforce made of pyramids
That's powerful I feel when I'm on the air again
Cocky as a chick can be you could call me arrogant
Come January streaming dollars let the dinheiro sing
Lotta insecurities I gotta convert
To the most powerful spur to prick my vaulting ambition
All my aspirations are a product of hurt
Man it's all compensation so try not to disturb
Shit, jumping down is all- that's left once you on top of the world
Muhfucka let's commence the ascension
Into clouds of clout let's abandon essentials
God I'm craving the mentions
Inflating the chest - paint my- ego in some greater dimensions
I pull no punches I kick it Muay Thai
Kid with the power of youth it's Might Guy
Pushing down the darkest of paths I just might die
8th gate open man the sentence is spoken
Crimson mist glowing Might Duy

"I'm the chief of sinners, but the chief of sufferers also"