azlyrics.biz
a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

mc - backseat freestyle lyrics

Loading...

i never cheap talk, it costs to see me battle
but try to cut my wings, and you’ll see hawks just seattle
trust that i will son, stop bugging, i hate beetles
thats why me and my circle stay on top like the sp-ce needle
blew past devils, balling with my dukes up, en garde
i go dumb hard, and i still ain’t on? guess i gotta bombard
dont push me, cause i hear you p-ssies, listening like “man you suck.”
its all over for you rookies, you ran outta andrew luck
im a raven, but the way i true religion, my team looking like some red colts
im a caveman, and you, you just a little different, the way you locking wh0r-s down like deadbolts
ride beats like we did the broncos, k!ll it twice like o.j
yall just crabs up in a bucket, im on top like old bay
im the realest thats rhyming, yall can’t see half of my tracks
we all tried this rapping sh-t, i just happened to snap
oh yeah im headed into nordstroms to cop half of the rack
its like i came outta nowhere like a rabbit & hat
yeah im inhabiting rap, my flow is dead-stock
if you not a sneaker-head, that means i got rap in a headlock
catch me smoking in jamaica, hanging like some dreadlocks
or im cruising on yacht, call that getting bread-knots
how you always fumble, but you wanna be a ball hog
im tired of being humble, im better than all yall!

all i know is one thing, you know what im bout to say next
i promise that i go in, i promise i keep a latex
you never catch me slipping, these hoes is never indifferent
got them crack lines, never took a step up in the kitchen
my flow is special edition, and these hoes is two timing
and yall will never see the kid, im like blue ivy
you wack cats need to show respect, cause i did it better
i dont back track, just come at your neck, like a knitted sweater!
ugh
catch me in the poconos, cooling in some different sneaks
black and orange nike’s on, kick game be on trick or treat
i can do this sh-t for weeks, ugly b-tches to j.lo’s
i can pull em if i push a tee, i can run em in my play cloths
if someone ever asks you to battle me, please, say no
you can never ever see the kid, its like my rhymes is preggo
preggo, its like my rhymes is preggo

all i see is dollar signs, im perfect i dont see error’s
i promise im not the one to step to, my n-gga be nervous
and i ain’t napping till everybody check my story
i promise i be snapping like the westside story
smart people know whats bout to happen, i can’t dumb it down more simply
so if you dont get it, i dont care, youll figure it out eventually
this is why i know ill make it big
im 19, but my mindset 91, like ‘f-ck i started late as sh-t!’
dudes mad cause there ain’t n0body like me bruh
talking ’bout ‘i wanna fight, i wanna fight’ motherf-cker fight these nuts
all i do is get this money, all i do is bake on tree
i dont hate on you n-gga, so why do you hate on me?
you haters got nothing to lose, a buncha f-ck boys
while me & my crew, on a cruise, eating pak choi.
and ill tell you why all these haters got us smiling
how you gone beef with us, when we on a f-cking island!?

yeah the only problem with being this good, is n0body ever gets all my lines so i’mma rapg*nius all the lines in this song for yall. but yeah that’s it man, follow me on twitter @eldeezio, you know the name



Random Lyrics

HOT LYRICS

Loading...