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