Bobby Real - My Coolest Rap Lyrics

Hello ladies and gentlemen
Alright
Producer, you ready?
Manager, you ready?
Label exec over there in the corner
Pay attention
You're going to want to hear this, dude
Nah, I'm alone
But we'll still get it done
You don't like the jazz?
Well I'ma bring it back
All I need's a little bass and a high-hat
To get me started
Wait, don't get me started
If they add that kick and a snare
You better be fricken prepared
For the realest
I know that you feel it
I'm going to rap, you're going to vibe
That's what the deal is
This beat is so hideous (in a good way)
My flow's the prettiest
Minneapolis, Minnesota
That's where my city is
You can find me on my bike straight zooming
Through the pink and white trees in the springtime blooming
Or driving in my car with the beat just booming
I'm Bobby Real
I'm not your average human
I'm a spectacular rapping specimen
Retracting my scapula 'cause the chiropractor told me that that was
Actually medicine
Back in my ways of meddling
Pedaling to the medal
As in the one you get at the pedestal
Just let that settle in (whoo)
Yes, I'm getting into it
With the fluid
The way you didn't know I could do, but I do it
So why would you shut my coolest rap down?
That's how you turn the fun off
If you say I'm number two, I'd say you're one off
Gold medal championship rapping athlete
You don't think I can make it
Well, you should have told me last week
'Cause now I got a pen and a pad
And I'm getting sent with no paddle
So I'ma have to doggy paddle
Pitter patter skidaddle
Shugadabugadabugadabugadabugada
Ok, back to the rapping
I make it happen I cook it up
Like Betty Botter bought a bit of my butter
But, I should've told her my butter is bitter
And if you don't know what I'm talking about then look it up
Shugadabugudabugadbugadabugada
Ok, back to the rapping
I make it happen, I cook it up
Like, let's turn this up to 350 degrees and make it hot like you live in Belize
Yo, I'm spitting like a pelican with Parkinson's
Drinking a Belikin with the sharks, but I'm embellishing every part of it
Started it off writing these raps with my right hand
Enlightened with the mic then
Like them before me
I'm exciting the story
And I might be polite
But, I'm tight when I'm rhyming
I'm exceptionally excellent
Except for when I'm hesitant
Which for the majority of my life, I've been
But I'm really trying to be more active
Maybe one day I can learn to do a backflip
Won't be the square flipping patties in the back
Is this Krusty Krab?
No, this is Patrick!
Yes, I'm seriously not serious
The name's Bobby Real if you forgot and you were curious
B E L I Z E A N
The number one Belizean rapper out there causing mayhem
More like sitting quietly in my humble abode
Call me Jack, I think it's time for me to hit the rode
Yeah, one day I'll be doing shows and everybody's going to rap the lyrics while the rhythm flows
I hope
I mean I know
C'mon Bob, be confident
Grab the mic and rock with it
Show 'em what you you got
Well I do got a lot
So I'll give it a shot
Alright watch
Are you listening and hearing this?
I'm a glistening lyricist on a mission to be steering this vessel to a vestibule so special
It's better than ever expected
I'm about to wreck it in a second
Can I get your attention?
Alright, check it
I'm stepping up to the plate
Hey batter batter batter
Swing batter batter
When I would miss
I'd get madder and madder
'Cause I just wanted to be great
I just wanted to climb the ladders, but I keep on sliding down the chutes!
I'm telling you the truth!
Now I don't feel the same
I'm going through a change
Tell you how it is
I'm staying true to my name, yeah
I'm being Bobby Real with you
You better believe it
I'm proud to be the number one Belizean rapping genius
And I'm out