Yo PA to BK Mac S.K.Y.Z.O.O I love money, I money. You take a buck me, you doug funny. I I love money, I love money. You take a buck from me, duck dummy.
[Mac Im with my man Skyzoo, is the class clown of his school. Dround you in typhoons, hittin' you rhymes too keeps they eyes glued, pound if you my dude, We stay like Einstein's IQ And ya'll muther know where I'm comin from Chewin' up, like a little peice of bubble gum. double sum's, hustle, wanna let my money run. I ain't even dude, I'm having fun with it. make him feel wrong in his own skin, Sippin gin from a bin that's my dome spin. And your the type that'd try to take your own kin. Feel it on your toes, hangin from clothes pins. I'm spittin blades, God damn it, my hurts. I'm out with a bunch of cancerous tumors. Yup, music's my baby, I ain't gonna, her. So I stay with the radio, like Gooding Junior.
Who you think could me lyrically? In the of Alaska I bring the heat. My worst verse hot as best ryhm, Damn. The pen insane Who you think could bother me In the middle of Alaska I the heat. My worst verse hot as best ryhm, Damn. The pen insane
I'm one away from everything you meant to say Like I he on the rise of what the kings made And in the blink of an eye I'm on the page But no album, is all for the mixtapes In a different lane, no signs of road rage, aint no body over to rage quit, so no gains No sleep, no retreat, no surrender, no from me, I'm the pen of the I mean what I speak, so if I you a sentence, Then it bez it bez, nothing hit on the agenda, You it up to me, and you can divy up the team, put pride in end and I'm dismember your limbers The harder the city, the point guard, that can play up to the fall, so the parts is all gone, no on the bench, and I got a no clause, so I'm here long haul no switchin
Who you think could me lyrically? In the middle of I bring the heat. My verse hot as your best ryhm, Damn. The pen insane. Who you could bother me lyrically? In the of Alaska I bring the heat. My worst verse hot as your ryhm, Damn. The pen insane.
Miller] Look, I rip to piece cook em or eat em raw I was bustin freestyles before I could it all MCs just call me the monster in their mind that haunt all the time And thought if they could ryhm they could make the situation a lil diffrent then the present See, I this track, worried thought I got her pregnant, I'm ass, yall is whack, taking out the garbage trash, from these sharks n crabs, giving MCs heart attacks, Its yo boy Mac, damn Im great, and you guessed, no love a man with aids, I feel you dancin gays with some grenades, drop bombs, remove your hands and legs, And I pray dear Lord please give me the strenghth not put these little stakes in their taint they faint, Suffocating, now you choke you a broke MC, now aint to do but smoke your weed like...
Who you think could bother me In the middle of Alaska I the heat. My verse hot as your best ryhm, Damn. The pen insane. Who you think could bother me In the middle of Alaska I the heat. My worst hot as your best ryhm, Damn. The pen insane.
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