Frankie Krupnik

Demolition Man

Eh yo, Microphone check 1, 2, what it do
When Frank Krup’s in the booth it freezes up like igloos
Cause I’m so cold, bold minded
Your music’s like the Sasquatch
Can’t nobody find it
Shine brighter than a diamond (Uh)
A rap tyrant, flow so fucking hot I raise the climate up
Maybe I’m just biased
I’m David, you’re Goliath
I’m vibrant, I’m a hybrid
I’m like a Kamikaze pilot bout to self-destruct
Frankie raw & uncut
Go go gadget arm and grab a 40 ounce
Drinking German beers, names I can’t pronounce
Bout to pounce on this beat like big cats in the jungle
These mumble rappers need a mothafuckin muzzle (shut the fuck up) (Yo)
And bring me money sonny
Mothafucka’s faker than the Easter Bunny
And I ain’t got no chopper
But these kicks will knock your block off
My Nono was a barber mothafucka
Bitch, it’s death before dishonour
Fix your posture, sit up straight
I’m Sean Carter mixed with the Unabomber
Bout to terminate all wack MC’s
Please, you ain’t in my fuckin league
I put antifreeze in your peas and feed them to you in your sleep (Preach)
I’m a different type of breed
Quantum Leaps ahead of all competition
The Demolition Man with unbreakable rhythm
Lyricism at its finest, your Highness
Frank pissing on y’all cats like some fucking fire hydrants