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I tell em hold on I got record for the record Every line I spit be automatic like a Vektor And I'm emperor The pictures black like a locked character I'm destroying ya area the more the merrier It's Halloween And lyrically I'm like a fiend Rap is in my DNA I feel it in my jogger jeans The TRIBE the team Industry full of giants you need an arm n' hammer like Mr. Clean Spitting that fire like gasoline Ima give you a 16 Then 32 Take 10 away That's 22 That mean I'm finna hit you with the venom Jump streets like 22 That's math you better add I be rippin' and grippin' it fast You better keep up with the past Or everybody gonna be laughing at yo last I been mad like real grumpy Eggs scrambled humpty dumpty It's coo tho nobody love me I can drop dead Still nobody above me I'm too sick like ebola and e-coli That tables, ladders, and chairs Like rest in peace to Left Eye That's why I put the diamond over my left eye Cuz I been woke Like toddlers missing nap-time I don't support black on black crime But for these monkeys I'll find some banana clips And unload em' with each line Punchlines I'm just warming up like I'm preheating It's Mac season I'm the question, answer, and the reason I'm fact You fiction I'm smooth You friction Now y'all finna get choked out like ya Bart Simpson I tried to keep it peaceful But I made ya forfeit Like what two plus two equals (Uhn) I'm repping the Dotte like periods Like Mac coming for ya girl every month That's a period Gotta kill it for the one time Gotta eat it with a fork for the one rhyme Gotta hit em' with the shiggity biggity So bye, So die Oh my Y'all outta line Y'all outta dimes That's no tens I kept it one-hunnit Like ten-tens Rated ten out of ten Now I know you better peep this The way I was using these words I should have an A in English But currently I have a D And if Jesus was an MC he would be Mac Infinity And I ain't even finished I'm taking shots at everyone You would think it was a medical clinic They calling me no lid Because my potential doesn't have a limit I'm shaking like an epileptic That's why I wreck it And oh man It's a Scary Sight I haven't recorded in a minute That's why I'm so freakin hype And until my lines are on a can of sprite They bloodsucking on two tabs That's what I call some pair-of-sites I've been focusing on my craft like it's painting Wrestling my monsters on a matt no Damon Constantly aiming for these constellations Just concentrating Am I the only one feeling the ground shaking Ima just finish it off Just finish em' all Just finish the call Please get off of my balls Cuz when I rise you fall When I dive free-fall I'm entering the rap game No picket fences But I'm like the opposite of Tom Sawyer That's Mark Twain [Outro] Yeah... Let it ride out... It's a Scary Sight... Woooo-weee! Embed About Have the inside scoop on this song? Sign up and drop some knowledge Start the song bio Ask us a question about this song Ask a question * Credits Produced By 84 Music Tags RapLyrical Poetry Comments Add a comment Get the conversation started Be the first to comment Sign Up And Drop Knowledge 🤓 Genius is the ultimate source of music knowledge, created by scholars like you who share facts and insight about the songs and artists they love. Sign Up Genius is the world’s biggest collection of song lyrics and musical knowledge About GeniusContributor GuidelinesPressShopAdvertiseEvent SpacePrivacy Policy LicensingJobsDevelopersCopyright PolicyContact UsSign InDo Not Sell My Personal Information VERIFIED ARTISTS ALL ARTISTS: ABCDEFGHIJKLMNOPQRSTUVWXYZ# HOT SONGS: GLIMPSE OF USRUNNING UP THAT HILL (A DEAL WITH GOD)SUPER GENERAL (FREESTYLE)CASH IN CASH OUTVIEW ALL Terms of Use © 2022 Genius Media Group Inc.
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I tell em hold on I got record for the record Every line I spit be automatic like a Vektor And I'm emperor The pictures black like a locked character I'm destroying ya area the more the merrier It's Halloween And lyrically I'm like a fiend Rap is in my DNA I feel it in my jogger jeans The TRIBE the team Industry full of giants you need an arm n' hammer like Mr. Clean Spitting that fire like gasoline Ima give you a 16 Then 32 Take 10 away That's 22 That mean I'm finna hit you with the venom Jump streets like 22 That's math you better add I be rippin' and grippin' it fast You better keep up with the past Or everybody gonna be laughing at yo last I been mad like real grumpy Eggs scrambled humpty dumpty It's coo tho nobody love me I can drop dead Still nobody above me I'm too sick like ebola and e-coli That tables, ladders, and chairs Like rest in peace to Left Eye That's why I put the diamond over my left eye Cuz I been woke Like toddlers missing nap-time I don't support black on black crime But for these monkeys I'll find some banana clips And unload em' with each line Punchlines I'm just warming up like I'm preheating It's Mac season I'm the question, answer, and the reason I'm fact You fiction I'm smooth You friction Now y'all finna get choked out like ya Bart Simpson I tried to keep it peaceful But I made ya forfeit Like what two plus two equals (Uhn) I'm repping the Dotte like periods Like Mac coming for ya girl every month That's a period Gotta kill it for the one time Gotta eat it with a fork for the one rhyme Gotta hit em' with the shiggity biggity So bye, So die Oh my Y'all outta line Y'all outta dimes That's no tens I kept it one-hunnit Like ten-tens Rated ten out of ten Now I know you better peep this The way I was using these words I should have an A in English But currently I have a D And if Jesus was an MC he would be Mac Infinity And I ain't even finished I'm taking shots at everyone You would think it was a medical clinic They calling me no lid Because my potential doesn't have a limit I'm shaking like an epileptic That's why I wreck it And oh man It's a Scary Sight I haven't recorded in a minute That's why I'm so freakin hype And until my lines are on a can of sprite They bloodsucking on two tabs That's what I call some pair-of-sites I've been focusing on my craft like it's painting Wrestling my monsters on a matt no Damon Constantly aiming for these constellations Just concentrating Am I the only one feeling the ground shaking Ima just finish it off Just finish em' all Just finish the call Please get off of my balls Cuz when I rise you fall When I dive free-fall I'm entering the rap game No picket fences But I'm like the opposite of Tom Sawyer That's Mark Twain [Outro] Yeah... Let it ride out... It's a Scary Sight... Woooo-weee! Embed About Have the inside scoop on this song? Sign up and drop some knowledge Start the song bio Ask us a question about this song Ask a question * Credits Produced By 84 Music Tags RapLyrical Poetry Comments Add a comment Get the conversation started Be the first to comment Sign Up And Drop Knowledge 🤓 Genius is the ultimate source of music knowledge, created by scholars like you who share facts and insight about the songs and artists they love. Sign Up Genius is the world’s biggest collection of song lyrics and musical knowledge About GeniusContributor GuidelinesPressShopAdvertiseEvent SpacePrivacy Policy LicensingJobsDevelopersCopyright PolicyContact UsSign InDo Not Sell My Personal Information VERIFIED ARTISTS ALL ARTISTS: ABCDEFGHIJKLMNOPQRSTUVWXYZ# HOT SONGS: GLIMPSE OF USRUNNING UP THAT HILL (A DEAL WITH GOD)SUPER GENERAL (FREESTYLE)CASH IN CASH OUTVIEW ALL Terms of Use © 2022 Genius Media Group Inc.
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