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yck - god in the making lyrics

blade on my waist
tucked in my shirt
ducking when i slang
b+tch i’ll put you in a he+rs+

mix and sipping drink
pop another perc
pick up when i ring
say f+ck what you heard

coming back again bout to spit the greatest verse
b+tches jumping and ducking i show and then they disperse
we got a motherf+cking problem no this time ain’t the first
you oughta look me in the face every time we converse
gripping on a cup i be sipping and dripping
i’m on a mission motherf+ckers i don’t know competition
i’m wishing that i never suffered living in thesе conditions
i just be trading my position hoping someone would listеn

take the tone c+ck it back let that motherf+cker rang
say that you been tough say that you been in a gang
but i’m thinking that’s a lie cause i haven’t seen your face
while these b+tches rob and steal and you haven’t caught a case

green jansport looking like a f+cking turtle
got a black sweatshirt first name f+cking earl
i don’t get violent when i murder it’s verbal
they just be sitting at the bottom while i conquer the world

blade on my waist
tucked in my shirt
ducking when i slang
b+tch i’ll put you in a he+rs+

mix and sipping drink
pop another perc
pick up when i ring
say f+ck what you heard

going back in swear this sh+t is so easy
but i’ve been waiting for the day that they come and they see me
b+tch i’ll be waiting on the stage while i look for your face
i got some goons in the back they’ll be coming to fade
f+ck what they’re saying it’s just repeated verbatim
a motherf+cking propaganda coming that’s understated
no i’ve been quiet and patient while i’ve been sticking to basics
a motherf+cking rap god i’ve been up in the making

i don’t think much i just know that i’m better
than all these f+cking p+ssy rappers using half of their effort
and let me drop another tape i be reigning my terror
b+tch i’ve been saying that the plays ain’t how winning be measured

f+cking flow god that’s the sh+t i’m becoming
i’m puffing smoke out the back of a blunt with my cousin
and i’ve been waiting for the moment just to blow into something
b+tch i can promise i’ll remember when my name it be buzzing

blade on my waist
tucked in my shirt
ducking when i slang
b+tch i’ll put you in a he+rs+

mix and sipping drink
pop another perc
pick up when i ring
say f+ck what you heard

- yck lyrics

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