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shawn may - my heart (freestyle) lyrics

[intro]
one time
two times

[verse 1]
this sh-t wasn’t even in the original
you knew i couldn’t wait so i had to do it without you
my heart moves
heavy adrenaline
mind fallin’ through time
you can call a n-gga the minuteman
steady speakin’ from the heart
ricardio
little heartbeat comin’ at you wit the funny flow
snapback on, nike checks on my feet
i’m checkin’ the game, keepin’ it obsolete
i noticed that a n-gga use the same words
i’m a nerd
but all of my thoughts are quite blurred
only can see lines when i’m writin’
the lyrics of a visionary
changin’ the future, yeah that’s quite scary
so don’t call me lyrical
cuz most of yo favorite rappers are so hypocritical
they always be critical of yo actions
or they rather be actin’
like p-ssies, steady distracted
they could never explain it
i’m steady rainin’ on they parade
you think you can rap? boy you playin’ charades
this that obey pootie n-gga, tippy tay
wadahtah i whips all you p-ssies in shape
i’m takin’ you people to a different place
in my lyrics so none of these f-ck n-ggas safe
from the harm you did yourself
the harm you did your health
these n-ggas are somethin’ else
when it comes to that f-ckin’ wealth
now k!ll yourself

[verse 2]
typical freestyle
comin’ from the kid, this prolly gon take a while
can’t go a day without n-ggas bitin’ my style
i’m just a f-ckin’ rookie, why couldn’t you wait a while
and this is for that typical b-tch
who always gets in my face, constantly talkin’ sh-t
talkin’ bout i can’t rap, how my sh-t so trash
n-gga get the f-ck out my face wit yo mr. brown -ss
this the ignorance i talk about
the sh-t never bliss when it comes out yo mouth
i remember when this kid was headin’ south
of miss america even though she done had her doubts
i’m too nice
backpack on, got you n-ggas thinkin’ twice
about life, and how the sh-t an experiment
but we call her a b-tch cuz you stupid, you too illiterate
so to you, these lyrics will sound belligerent
it’s a pain to be listenin’
sanity lost
n-gga gon need some ridolin
gettin’ rid of these hooligans
brothers be like “who you wit?”
cycle of foolishness
i’m bernie mac, i be snappin’ they necks off
all the rappers deceased, they be tippin’ they hats off
givin’ props to a kid who constantly shows off
his talent
upsettin’ the balance of generations
if compet-tion was fierce, this sh-t would be complicatin’
i’m constantly conversatin’
with my n-gga ishai
we the indigo, the troop of all time
you listenin’ to the rhymes
of a typical kid
with a typical dream
doin’ typical things
philosophy of a king
let see what unfolds, what this tape will bring

[outro: blake vs teleconnetic rap battle]
lyrical but don’t speak no miracles

lyrical but don’t speak any miracles
what the f-ck does that mean bruh?
no, seriously, honestly, please tell me what that sh-t mean?

- shawn may lyrics

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