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myk check - stressed request lyrics

this is for my wilkes county peeps

yeah. myk check. that’s the name…

i said it once, no need to say it twice
the name is mykcheck, so my mic is always right
and my mind is always thinking bout rhymes to spit tonight
so if darkness could swear i’d probably get cussed out for being so bright
my eyes are peeled, always looking for metaphors
there’s only been a couple times that i ever met a wh0r-
with tim duncan defense, she wouldn’t let me score
that won’t happen again like michael jackson on tour
in case you’re unsure, let’s touch base
if i’m talking to my microphone, then no one is safe
any gender, color, or race
straight, g-y, bi, or lez; young or old; alive or dead;

i feel this should be said. if a line of mine flies over your head
i implore your inquisition so you won’t be misled
when i say something about my day to day
or any other thing that could be esoteric that i may throw your way

my sk!lls cannot be bested. sick–ss flow should go get tested
so infested i’m “the infected.” 28 days later i’m requested
beef with me is not suggested. i got a pic of your chick getting my d-ck fully erected
but that’s subjective and this next bit’s esoteric. i’m becoming atmospheric
let’s get it lit. what time is it? 5:15. no it’s always 10:30
time is relative but not pictured in my family tree

you can’t f-ck with me, you see, this beat, this mic, that’s all i need
add a pen, add a pad, let’s proceed
“u” started your career but it ends with “me”
“unwelcome” with a memory of your could-be success
is all i left you with before i went to court to confess
charges brought up bout me being the best
my lyrical homicides and rhymes are full of finesse
my verbal -ssaults are self taught with sk!lls in excess
i reach my goals you don’t progress. i’m in your player making you obsess

have your counselor -ssess your new sequela
while tequila got you bone barfing like you’re mileena
looking for an ocarina, to go back in time
no h0m- but obsessing over me made him lose his mind
i’m on my grind catch me cruising in the hatchback
in 3rd gear, three more to go so you should stand back
or the 9 milli leave you dropping like the nasdaq
i’m the sky, you’re the “land down under”—outback
you’ll never come before me, i’m lightning, you are thunder
change your name to amy lee cause you’re going under
while drowning in my sk!lls, you’ll have to be revived
if i’m sober and you’re a pill then i’ll eat you alive like weezy
you’re ignored and overlooked and worthless as a kite on a day that’s not breezy

-ah-choo-

you got me sneezy—i’m allergic to no sk!lls
the evidence is clear that your girl is a pro still
her throat is a foot deep. that’s why she’s called “toe-heel”
she tried to holla but i said there was no deal
my flow k!lled this beat, i got lethal lyrics
…..
i’m watching the critics pick you a part in ways that don’t agree with physics
your gimmicks are dull just like your rhymes are
you hate on me just because you see me in that nice car
c-e-l-i-c-a (see? e-l, i see a) dead man walking if he keep on looking my way
you need to mind your business
i cut so deep i’ll have your doctors laughing when you ask them if they can mend this

to me this song’s been endless, but now the end is near
you better memorize each line, not one word can be smeared
and that’s a rap…cheers!

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