Upchurch - Bipolar

{Intro}
Woo
Haha
Oh, Lord

{Verse 1}
Oh, my, born too fly for a white guy
Walk around too real for a white lie
Shine so bright you can't even see a white light
I'm too tight, son, have the game callin' me white Mike
They tryna white out the white noise
I got black, brown, and white boys
Como tu que pasa to all my homeboys
A la verga, someone get the aloe vera
Mucho caliente for these pinche' jotos
Leavin' in my text messages
Mind my business and my enemies be mindin' mine too
Think they finna blow up off me, get the underground tools
I'm the underground king, underground crown got no jewels
They two steepin' towards me 'til they slide inside my mind chute
Hillbilly Elvis on my bullshit I don't mind poop
Versatile fertilizer steroid shots in my own roots
Yeah, country thuggin' in my Nudie Suit
Davey Crocket on me blingin' bring the diamond tester with you fool
Grab the banjo out the closet when we gettin' down
This generation jumpin' to this country bumpkin sound
Grab the banjo out the closet, got the liquor on the ground
I'm so high I'm channelin' DeFord Bailey when I want to now
Ridin' dirty, Gomer Pyle, get like me, I'll show you how
My crops keep poppin' up in winter go and get your chisel, plow
Milk the game, go tip a cow, longest fuse don't fizzle out
Dixie chicks roll deep with me and even make my pappy proud
Sweaty when ragin', drippin' DNA on hardwood like my big rig swayin'
Got the two-tone with the two phones, two bad baddies, Batman baby
See I'm campaignin', pour the champagne
And toast to the ones they blackmailin'
I'll be blowin' trees while I'm kicked back
Photos show 'em I'll be like Miles Davis
Red eyes, smile never faded, Carthartt and it's armor plated
Never under or over rated, IQ chillin' on the color spectrum
Over stimulated in the number section
Track after track never parked this language
Daily driver at the train station
Only blowin' smoke to the destination

{Bridge}
Came down on a star ship
DNA hummin' a hymn of a strong riff
Hit the ground in the city of the Titan
Write a line frost the rebel like Orion
I already told 'em I come from past the stars
But live below the clouds, show 'em how it's done, again
Decendents do not pretend
So art can't explode that's my only intent

{Verse 2}
But on the flip side cold cock me best go and quick hide
For every way you ride
Like Posideon I'm sendin' rip tides
I'm dockside with a top gun on my dark mind
Undertow the dopest flow
Gangster yells at other rappers callin' me rhinoxide
Can't see me like they cockeyed
Pop up twice at the same time
Like Nicola Tesla in '39 I'm one you won't find
Don't know who they messin' with
Don't know who can stop me
Beat knocks so hard, callin' Kalani and he knock it
One-two to Mohammed Ali ring side
Stackin' up dead bodies, they blood type was carbon copy
Nagasaki the suckers who too sloppy to top it prolly (Top it prolly)