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young a - no wack mc's lyrics

[intro: young a]
yeah! ha! realistic. young a. let’s get this! yo!
no wack mc’s. nope. yo!

[verse 1: young a]
when i step up on the scene
there better be no wack mc’s
they messed me up [?]
how you been?
i’m like da vinci
my darling kiss me
[?] trying to sick me
but i flame them
’cause all i do is spit heat, i rip sheets
i started rapping when beats was known as big t
had these mc’s [?] on a ladder
’cause they working mcd’s
now we spit these bars saying finish this shit quickly
crazy tooth i spit like this and i’m only f-cking sixteen
and all the ones who were laughing at me
trying to hop on the bandwagon
and in my eyes, they are a bunch of garbage can maggots
yeah, i’m staying rapping in [?] until the stands [?]
until they hate me so much that they can’t bear it
that’s when i turn the speakers up
i got the grim reaper touch
i k!ll the beasts and eat them
they want me to [?]
[?]
running, trying to catch up
well, let’s wrap up
play it nice, so they see my rap song

[verse 2: realistic]
ahem! uh, uh, yeah!
your rhymes ain’t accepted
like from cash you can’t check it
it was seven on eleven
and i can see that you’re stressing
’cause i’m sent from heaven
it was a blessing that i’m in the essence
spitting a million words a second
i’m here, so hip-hop is present
living like a king and working like a slave
i’m gonna let you do your thing, but you ain’t got it made
oh, i think i found my prey
p-ss the mic i’m about to spray
words like bullets on the stage
i just came and did what i had to do
murdered all these rappers but they still mad at you
spit and then get hit like a sexual transmit
man you should just quit
you be k!lling this rap shit
’cause you’re here for that minute
need that addiction in your system
hope you stop and listen
i [?] from all of that stress
so they trip and try to flex
rhythm and lyricism expressed
my mind nothing less
wack mc’s had to address

[verse 3: young a]
i guess it’s back to me
i’m [?], i tragically murder it happily
they’re hacking me, but they’re lacking heat
i had to beat this [?]
so when they [?], they’re [?] shrieks
i heard that they’re trying to p-ss the fee rapidly
spit with no f-cks who they casualties
turned into a casper scene
well i’m a ghostbuster, flow rocker, soul stopper
couldn’t handle the foam knuckles
the punch lines that are thrown from us, slow bullets
just the lyrics and the sick flows that explode from us
grenade with the combustion, no discussion
ghosts causing concussions
they’ve been raided so they cannot function
leave them discombobulated, i’ll be waiting
they cannot stop me taking [?] beast
how wide can they [?] disappear
let me [?] at the [?] like britney spears
i spit it [?]
i don’t need anyone to lift my spirit up
i’m already so abyssed
young a [?]
and these wack mc’s better be nowhere near

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