O.P. (feat. Richie Branson & Storyville)

Heard you wanna take us out to game, said it's an unfair advantage or something like that
Alright
Yeah, I don't stand around acting tough, regulate but still wanna smash me up, like Jax is tough
Everybody mad cause they passed him up, I don't ask for much, maybe a sound system that's adequate

I'm attacking it, so ravenous, so passionate, it's no accident, these boys gassed up like flatulence
Need them A-lines cause they ain't hot, got the game locked and they can't stop, like a car with the brakes popped
At a club playing K-pop in a tank top, every package like they're worth a GameStop
Kickbox till they fail, they lose, subtly run just like cowards do

My power overload, scout us, last measurement over 9,000
Housin' like realtors for real, bruh, you be head down and you shield up
Don't worry whatever don't kill ya, it's the XP and you gon' build up
And I'm maxed out on critical amp, rappers claim they gon' get it but can't

Wake up and apologize if you ever dream about hitting a champ
Up and down your timeline, there I go again
See I'm hatin' on my reign, wonder when it's gonna end
I hear you makin' noise but you just not there

Wanna take me out the game cause it's just not fair
Boy I'm OP, OP, none of these rappers can hold me
I'm OP, OP, got the goals from the OGs
I'm OP, OP, none of these rappers can hold me

I'm OP to OP, that's overpowered, overpowered
I'm Heimerdinger and LOL, I'm Michael Jordan in 96
Rappers are gettin' over cause somebody told them bars means rhyme it quick
And I took the oath and I honored it, confident without consequence

Dominant on my continent, I'm like God's sham, God of Providence
And I'm Superman in injustice, I'm Alex Mercer in prototype
Overhyped, you know the type, that'll cup the head when he hold the mic
So I snatch that from my rap pack, kickin' wack raps and attack that like a soldier do

Nigga dad that you a sad sack and you chant rappin' and smack the cat who told you to
And I don't play well with others, that is unless it's my brothers
Gil and I'll meet Felicia Day, we keep it fresh like Easter Day
Take the mic and play keep away, rap myself and still beat the case

Hungry like I ain't eat a day, you lookin' like a big piece of steak
Well as you can see, it's unlikely that I'm hungry, but you know
Up and down your timeline, there I go again
See I'm hatin' on my reign, wonder when it's gonna end

I hear you makin' noise, but you just not there
Wanna take me out the game, cause it's just not fair
Boy I'm OP, OP, none of these rappers can hold me
I'm OP, OP, got the codes from the OGs

I'm OP, OP, none of these rappers can hold me
I'm OP to OP, that's overpowering, overpowering
Yeah, you are not up on my level
I'm overpowered in the game like Kazu, you're the devil

Yo, we runnin' through them trenches like we mobbin' with them rebels
Supersonic on that Sega, emeralds all up in my bezel
Look, every flow we spit is sure to knock your block off
Like an Eddie Gordo kick, or a shot from my jive

Got that flame like Molotov, don't you disrespect the boss
Unless you feelin' like Aerith, tryin' to step the Sephiroth
Look, I'm Lancelot with that lightsaber
Never used to have a lot of dry haters, till I canceled off of that hiatus

Like Kakarot in that time chamber
See I'm at the top like Abdul-Jabbar
Skyhook, 85 Lakers, I'm too far
You can't touch the hills, even if you had a squad full of white mages

Up and down your timeline, there I go again
See I'm hatin' on my reign, wonder when it's gonna end
I hear you makin' noise, but you just not there
Wanna take me out the game, cause it's just not fair

Boy, I'm OP, OP, none of these rappers can hold me
I'm OP, OP, got the goals from the OGs
I'm OP, OP, none of these rappers can hold me
I'm OP, too OP, that's overpowered, overpowered

M. R. M. E. M. R. M. E. M