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mack $vpreme – the medley lyrics

(intro)

(verse 1: mack $vpreme)
said i’m the king to you m-th-f-cking knights and sp-wns
with my mind i could start the f-cking 3rd world war
n-ggas confused when they step to a n-gga with the juice
so i chuck a duce and eat more beats, then i drop a duce
ain’t nothin’ sweet about it
see i’m the sh-t so you can m-th-f-cking fly around me
lyrically i k!ll the f-cking beat so no one else can use it
body every beat and leave that m-th-f-cka paraplegic
why these kids walk around, tryna blast they autos
when the only autos they should be f-cking with got 4 doors
might just take a trip to mordor, and control the whole world while they lurkin’ in my shadow
i’m sending shots and i know you feel them, said my flow is the f-ckin meanest
i’m illmatic like the hero of hip hop and i don’t need a grammy just to tell me how i’m on top
i won’t stop
how do i pitch this?
like i’m tryna make a sale at a dealership
now we ain’t tryna make no moves on the government but it’s mister supreme in the house and in the senate
if you get the reference
i swear that this the dopest sh-t that i f-cking wrote
cause every line got double meanings call that akimbo
like kimbo, i beat tracks leave bl–dy nose
and i’m a f-cking beast i eat beef and i break bones
please don’t torture me with your petty benevolence
you know you don’t mean goodwill, you hope i’m irrelevant
tryna steer away from bad vibes and bad messages
and make these hatin’ -ss n-ggas hate on my existence
it’s straight fire when i spit this
hate me but i top yo playlist
i got a slug with yo name on it tucked in my stainless
subliminal shots like my 9 silenced
n-gga

(interlude)
im just tryna survive n-gga
man, f-ck the system
f-ck the…f-cking government
f-ck…..f-ck people
sh-t, f-ck everything bro
i’m just tryna f-ck an alien from mexico on my mother-ship you know what i’m saying?

(break)

n-ggas be, ridin’ round the hood with a tech
hatin’ on a n-gga with a check
tryna pull off in a private jet
by now you should know who’s next
flip a couple bricks and they serve em on the corner
i pray to god i don’t see another coroner
ak hangin’ from the side
so if you out of line we can take it outside
shoutout to my m-th-f-ckin’ plug
always clutch with my favorite type of drug
tryna get a fix, get me high as a kite
thought i’d take a hit and get ready for my flight
everything i say on this track might be simple
cause what i’m spittin’ real, comin’ straight from the temple
temple, wait……….lemme get it one more time
how does he do it i hate it
the way that he flows is so cold and its flagrant
he’s only 19, he sound like a legend
just tryna make it for me and my brethren
k!lling this sh-t and i bury these bars
yes i’m the sh-t like i got smelly draws
when i go dumb i go stupid and all
while my subconscious be like k!ll them all
i’m a sharp shooter i don’t need a scope
i hope you p-ssy n-ggas can cope
when i had no cash in the “h” i sold dope
now all you ever see me rock is that dope
in this rap sh-t fake n-ggas wanna be your friend
but imma see em all with this ink in my pen
bout to cop a check, i don’t talk no dividends
i hope my legacy never ends

- mack vpreme lyrics

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