harry mack - tricky equation lyrics
[intro: harry mack]
yeah, uhh, uhh, c’mon, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, uhh
uhh, uhh, yo, yo
[verse: harry mack]
what i’ma say to them
i am not from planet earth, i’m a alien
yeah, lotta rappers hungry but harry is starvin’
i am not from earth, i’m a mu’f+ckin’ martian
yeah, they love the way i do fresh flows
pullin’ up on the game in a ufo
yeah, ayo, alien, ain’t y’all ever seen him?
he ain’t one o’ those short dudes with green skin
yeah, but when you hear ‘im rhyme, you gon’ understand
i’m a alien for real, rappers got the underhand
it can’t be earthly, they heard me, i cut you like surg’ry
every time i rhyme, i’m on a word spree
i’m from another planet, all my lyrics gigantic, they in the shuffle
only way to visit me is sp+ce shuttle
yeah, i told you i’m a alien, i figured that was clear
wanna hit my planet, you gon’ have to crack the atmosphere
yeah, i grip the mic and then i k!ll a phrase
i mean, i ain’t even from the f+ckin’ milky way
i ain’t from the same galaxy that y’all livin’ in
and you can tell when the rhymes, i start spittin’ them
do what i’m feelin’ when i’m on it, feel the wrath
ay, i’m addin’ up my lyrics like i’m doin’ math
hold up, and when i’m spittin’, i’m makin’ people listen
it’s like i’m doin’ math, how i rep for my division
h+yeah, and y’all know i’m that gorgeous guy
my flows is fly, my lyrics ’bout to multiply
hold up, ayo, they can tell my style is up
i’m tryna solve for x like algebra
speakin’ o’ x, rip to dmx the legend
people all across the planet, they love the lyrics i’m reppin’
these rappers just some wannabes, i don’t think that they on to me
about to bend these artists outta shape, that’s geometry
trigonometry, calculus, they can’t challenge us
harry mack, they love the style i bust
they know now it’s us, yeah, my power’s up, 9000+
matter fact, i go beyond it
every time i rhyme, you know my flow is honest
harry mack, i’m blazin’, lyrics amazin’
yeah, i’m a problem, a tricky equation
yeah, all these other rappers, they sound too faulty
they can’t get my math ’cause there’s no way to solve me
yeah, ayo, and y’all know we ’bout to permeate
yeah, need no protractor
to hit you with the angle of the flow rapper
who causes mo’ disaster
yeah, when i’m finished rhymin’, no one’s goin’ after
it’s a closed chapter, y’all better believe it
’cause when i grip up on the mic, i tear these rappers to pieces
yeah, ayo, y’all know that i be rockin’ it clear
you said bottle? that’s funny, well, i got one right here
h+yeah, h+mack, y’all know that these rappers never violated
keep a bottle at the side ’cause i’m stayin’ hydrated
and when i’m rhymin’, man, they knowin’ i’m the fly guy
the orangetheory water bottle that you get for dritri
h+mack, yo, i be the role model
my fans hear bottle and they think of full throttle!
i’ma do that for the people watchin’ me on rewind
h+mack, man, you know i’m gettin’ free from the mind
h+yeah, y’all know that i’m really gettin’ loose when i spaz
man, i’ma crack the beats like a bottle made o’ glass
hold up, and y’all know that when i’m rockin’, i’m tight
i obey my thirst like i had a bottle o’ sprite®
then again, like bottle o’ coke, my flow, you enjoy
crack a bottle on these rappers, man, they gettin’ destroyed
hold up, i spit it sicker ’cause my brain’s workin’ quicker
like light, i fl!cker, get you twisted like a bottle o’ liquor
hey, harry mack, y’all know my flow is vital
old school like ceremonies that are tribal
like bottles, rappers recycled
i’m here, spittin’ it clear, i’m makin’ rappers back down
could tell you liked hip hop from the pictures in your background
yeah, and they can tell the way that i slam
i see you got the image of that kendrick album called d+mn
h+mack, when i start to rhyme, it ain’t no way to stop me
plus i’m pretty sure you got that cover from a$ap rocky
h+mack, i drop a verse, my flow is unrehe+rs+d
in fact, i can see that your musical taste is diverse
hold up, and when i’m on it, yo, i’m honored to say
i’m ’bout to sell more records than lana del rey
yeah, seen it on the top o’ that, y’all know we here to spit this
the beat behind me switchin’, harry mack, i kick it vivid
yeah, the ill freestyle, i gotta report this
coverin’ her mouth, like, thank god i recorded this
what!
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