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cueue ayun - just let me spit lyrics

cue.. ue… ayun

(verse 1)
diss if you want, but me, you know you’re not a f-cker with
you’ll learn to love me more than the men you’re undercover with
few people are like me, but you’ll never find another this
unless you travel through the 5th dimension to discover it….
not a t-tle advanced enough you can name me
mad hi-tech (hi tek) like the producer’s angry
the body’s from here, but due to the brain, he’s
from a galaxy so far away, lucas can’t see
but mister, you don’t wanna go to war with stars, do ya? cool
just open wide and make sure you catch what i spew to you
no misdemeanor. thinking is criminal to a fool
so you’ll do it like everyone says it’s cool, or you’ll
be holding your tongue, til you think you unearth
this remote in my lungs, or in my head, or my shirt
see, you can poke em for fun, in other words, be a jerk
but still, i do what i want, cause them b-ttons don’t work

(chorus)
(do a trick. say something dumb
name a chick. blow something up
that’s what we play, so that’s the heat
put on these cuffs, and take a seat.)
man, just let me spit. (uh, what ya say, what ya say?) x4

(verse 2)
if you was dr. seuss at recess, you couldn’t out-rhyme me
you’re gonna need like 2 or 3 hammers of thor to try me
claiming homicide to instrumentals, recorded timely
you only hold it. i fold it. just call this origami
take the best shapes you make when you write. i’ll do it tenfold
man, what ever i’m rapping (wrapping) is tighter than my friends’ clothes
ready to bring imhotep to life for his revenge, yo
so if you ain’t ready to fight, jump out a window
i’ll be there in a second, but fore i bow out and exit
i vow to make a mess with this power that i was blessed with
and shake you up, like a link fence made out of necklace
don’t need no kind of effects (efx) to be teaching you how to check it
no help from alicia to learn how to do my thing
drenching the crown in some ether. don’t ever say cue’s the king
ain’t no president either. although i’m new to the scene
i made some use of my caesars (scissors). there’s no way to pull my strings. aha

(verse 3)
just let me spit like bodie broadus. no saying this flow’s r-t-rded
or claiming this bro’s the hardest. it’s lame and it’s mostly market
so, don’t hear a song and be saying you know the artist
they playing. they only talk it. i’m aiming there though , regardless
i’m feeling dumb and bored listening to the things they say
meanwhile, my lyrics get me hyper than a green day “hey!”
they tryna make it so that everything we do and say’s g-y
and i don’t smash bros., so get ready for melee
turning tables and throwing chairs, since i don’t really die
can’t say the same for these squares. i’m bout to k!ll these guys
gonna give these n-ggas heart disease and feed em chili fries
suffocate the suckers. give air to those who really try
if these sissies trying, still sounding like [blanked out]
it’s time to take his life and revive him to strip his license
cause hip hop is dryin. it got ashy -ss lips
it’s time to take a sip, give em a l!ck, and let the emcees spit

(chorus) x2

if it’s getting too hot for you to handle
in the r.o.o.m., turn the page. turn the kn-b. turn the channel (x4)

- cueue ayun lyrics

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