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angry mic - are you ready? lyrics

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verse one:

ayo, i smoke with the best of them, smoked all the rest of them
feel my music go from your throat to your chest and then

toke to attest to it, choke, it’s a testament
my music is dope with some c0ke standing next to it

more like heroin, c’mon, b-tch, play me
go ‘head, tie one off, wait ’til this sh-t’s vainy

feeling a pr-ck, lady, way that i spit zany
this sh-t will have you shoot up your friends like d-ck cheney

blew choric, blazed, so i moved on to haze
i know i spit it sicker than the bubonic plague

oh, now you want it, babe? i got two on my leg
getting more head than the first brew from the keg

it’s more than just bars, cause he don’t l-st cars
i’m coming out swinging when you f-ckers just spar

hands where my nuts are, i’ll be screaming, “f-ck ya’ll”
this is angry mic coming with that uncut raw

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verse two:

when i was stuck in the low, all day i puff on the dro
most of ya’ll wanted some sh-t, like “where the f-ck did he go?”

i slacked in my raps perhaps to get a rest
this track is the fact, i’m back, i never left

some spat to get a check, got fat with an exec
a ???plaque mention the neck???, a path that i won’t trek

i’m going my own way, they never will own me
my problems are resolved with a bottle of stoli

the 8th burning slowly, forget what i told thee
you need to stop f-cking with the phillies like thome (jim)

this is what it came to, haters are in plain view
dealing with the pain too, sh-t, i got to play through

yeah, yo, it’s nothing that i won’t last
so gut it right on the dash and puff it and then you p-ss

i’m drugging them with my raps, they loving it, so it blast
and before crossing the border, they shoving it up their -ss

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verse three:

i’m in that lonely zone, yo, is homie h0m-?
naw, just trying to finish up my only promo

you can blow me though, hoe, but then go home, yo
don’t f-ck up my career, i ‘m not tony romo

if you don’t think i’m tight, go listen to limelight
then go and pick up a couple of twenties (20/20) from hindsight

my memory is gone, so you had to remind mike
the ten of these i’m on, you’ll be lucky to find mike

since they want more money, now i got a sore tummy
feeling hungrier than four stoned dummies on 4/20

sicker than bronchitis, push in your car lighters
you know me, i f-ck with more joints than arthritis

i need you to stay focus, take some adderall
think that mic is bullsh-t and he ain’t mad at all?

if you thinking this a gimmick like some of them had before
you can watch me k!ll that bull like a matador

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