Nik Bates // Smalls Is The Illest
Well I wanted to do something lyrically for a song. The entire song, both verses and chorus have a short ‘i’ rhyme scheme. Basically the whole song rhymes with pick/rip/sit. Be on the look out for more hip-hop sounding music in the future, as well as dope ass beat music.
LYRICS
[VERSE 1]
I’ve never been the type to get shin splits
Me and reality have never really come to grips
I rip lips, and sew ‘em back opposite
I spit this, and you slip on my lined punches
Now you feel nauseous
Get the temperature stick, I think this dude’s sick
If you bit this, your teeth will crack like chips
Wishin’ I saw my name while walking on the Strip
I don’t flip bricks, but you’ll wanna bump this
You can Candy Flip while I laugh at your trip
I’m so hellish, split it and get lit
I’ll drive to LA without my learner’s permit
I’m never nervous, but you heard the verbal skirmish
‘Cuz at first he threw a punch, and I ripped him as I spit
No emotion, I don’t have slit wrists
You can’t break my skin, so cry in the silence
[CHORUS x4]
You might rip mics, but you can’t match wits
Machine Gun Flow, that’s my battle tactic
[VERSE 2]
I tryna get rich, so where’s Regis
Million dollar answer, you better believe it
Who’s gon stack brick of cash so thick?
Slick Nik Bates and that’s my final pick
In the day quick I’ll hit you with a night stick
Convince everyone you like to eat fish sticks
You’re so full of it, I’m hungry above the hips
Give me some Lay’s Classics, I don’t even need the dip
Shiver as the sweat drips
Livin’ in the artic in the month of August
The Illest, don’t try and pop off or top this
Talking ish? Step into my Microsoft Office
Dreams is what we “Publish”
Give me the keys to “Access” the nice whips
“PowerPoint” in a direction with the C300
I’m a nerd with the “Words”, and I “Excel” when I spit. Uh!
[Repeat the chorus, as necessary haha]
