Jonwayne World Champion Karate Champion Lyrics

Ft. Quelle Chris & Zeroh

(Verse: Jonwayne)
Broad champion of karate, champion
Tree's is space plague, clips is butter melt
Fedded like Juveline and Bj
Chops like soda blades off of MP's
Raps you always laugh, I got plenty
Flex it, ain't gotta goal it and go ?
Weak nigga's back, back from gettin' me fifty feet
Hope ya new Puma's get plummered by 20 dirty feet
Doctor Phil, my thoughts flipped to Oprah, okey
Millionaire lifeline, for you is a no way
I keep heat on tap and heat on stand-by
I trio the wise and play with a land mine
Wracks on raps on whack on rats on an on-line
Yo babyface, this is for the cooler in you

There's gold grills, this is for the gold in you
Since taste makers' talkin' neva put food in you
Waddup!
I don't drive and you know I don't swerve out
I don't know why, but you know they be servin' me cups up

(Hook)
World Champion Karate Champion

(Verse 2: Quelle Chris)
Master craft, yo come, the covert ugly
Doubt that the public will eva come to love me
Rugged study, G credit, T muddy jeans, no shoes
And cracks on elbs', ooze, blood is seen on whateva
Bitches walk like they afraid to die
I heard success is more trial than cry
In heaven it is said there're niggas in sausage rolls
But where I'm from 92 C 6 F
Just please stop whinin' online, it's all ?
Run instantly rhymin' on shutter
If you ain't fuckin' with moose, scoopin' wax off the platter
It's ill E Summer T MC Tass beat 'is ass to it
No crumbs or thumbs, mad that I had em
Eat Q fat salt, pregnant with emotion
Window seat, still got some cold on yo old
Pop an attitude at this altitude?!
There we go...

(Hook)
World Champion Karate Champion