let yall have it

true feelings pure soul stay good when I'm rapping I seen the bullshit when it started happenin grab my strap I'm really bout that action bustin shots off in the dark like you lit a box of matches go go gagit bangin out hits quick on how my music be soundin have yall mcs goin crazy bout to lose it cus I found it took the game n ground pound it rampage jackson how they found ya your game be weak n yo hoe is messy here go sum napkins for yall asses save this one for later in the fridge suranawrapped it i go electric on the track bet yall boys don't want no static my numbers runnin up called it physic good equations mathematics stay smokin good alot like a junkie in an attic top gun with the music tell yo bitch ta call me Mavic rappers jealous when I spit on MIcs like ya hoe fuck a bitch take it back you can have it Westside born a savage make hiphop tap out like we hit it with a Mallett Beezybo54. yeah blessed with all the talent