Linen Lines

Back with another one huh?
Now this is how you bring back that old school hip hop
The ticks talk when I look at my wrist watch
All the pretty bitches smiling as I slip on my flip flops
I'm like Usain and I ain't taking a pit stop
I feel like a prodigy to rappers that follow me
As far as my eye can see
They stand and reach out for me
The haters acknowledge me and think about stopping me
But if they're still watching me then I'm moving as hard as thee
Having one of me could be too much or too many
Any time I say less then I'm telling you plenty
Having one of me could be too much or too many
Any time I say less then I'm telling you plenty
Different pedigree but this ain't da bleu
Niggas think they testing me but I ain't in school
Like liquid 'phetamines I'm awake, they drool
Gotta dumb it down so can they stick the move
Wuh ohh
They done started him
If he get to spittin to ill will they sit still and see skill while they pardon him?
Or would they start hating and stop to target him
Pardon me, I go by "St. Retch" or "Stretch"
And Ramell, man he be starting shit
When I blow up
Man I really don't know which car to get
Something sumn small has blinded me from the larger pic
Damn hold on, ol' homie capping, prolly on some starving shit
I got it on my own so why tf I give a part to him?
See he be tripping, you really have to pardon him
Well really no I don't but
Some like to call me Slim
Catch me at a house party probably kidding and shit
I like to stretch it out, I'm lenient, tendon to it
See what I mean?
Caught em on sight... I'm making a scene
Lace em up
Stepping in the light with the Mic but I.K.E and Tina wanted Billy Jean
Faceless but Kept my gloves on they're not tracing a thing
I'm all about the action but can I take just what I bring?
I brought a camera...
It looked like this one Just a bit smaller but please?
And
Uh thank you
Grabbing on I squeeze just a touch but you feel me
Linen lines I stretch as I'm unveiling the semi
Hahaha
Li-li-li-li-li-li-li
Now this is how you bring back
That old school hip hop
The ticks talk when I look at my wrist watch
All the pretty bitches smiling as I slip on my flip flops
I'm Usain and I ain't taking a pit stop
To the rappers that follow me