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Uhh Yeah Okay, ah H-Mack, uhh, yeah Off top, uhh, and we can't possibly be stopped Uhh, heh, what the fuck you thought? Uhh, yo yo, yuh yo This is just the shit I'm into Gettin' loose over instrumentals People recognize I'm influential Slice you like a Ginsu blade Y'all just wanna get paid I'm givin' rappers the fade 'cause my flow is A-grade Top o' the class, check the way I'm rockin' yo' ass I hear the beat, then I drop the shit fast Ayo, I'm always ready to spazz H-Mack breakin' out the cage 'n shit When I spit, I be on some outrageous shit Amazе ya quick! Ya buggin', but, ya see, for me, it's nothin' Motherfuck 'em if thеy judgin' I'm the one they never touchin' They never bustin' quite to this degree Ayo, I kill shit in the cypher, make history No mystery at all, flow is fully evolved I'm way too hairy, I'm way too fuckin' woolly for y'all I'm just myself, uhh, damagin' your health Ay, I ain't on your radar system 'cause my shit is stealth I be underground lettin' the fuckin' thunder pound I only come around when it's time to hit you with the bluntin' sound But i no longer smoke weed 'cause that shit had me trippin' It's what i really don't need when i'm out here rippin' I had to keep my focus, now, for rappers, it's hopeless I'm workin' magic like hocus-pocus, I hope that you've noticed Mack is comin', I got these wack cats runnin' Now check the way my skills gettin' summoned I'm bubblin' like kids that's playin' outside in the summertime And when it come to lyrics, I don't never kick no bummer rhymes And every time they writin', swear to god they bitin' one o' mine So I'm 'bout to show 'em Number one when flowin', I go in Uhh, I can't hold back, I'm crazy real My flow is wetter than some Navy seal I'm well trained, I go to war to injure rappers, I pull out ninja stars And throw 'em in the form o' vicious-ass bars Yeah, I spit it too fast for most to comprehend And that's the reason I'ma push you off the cliff, my friend I get you high just like a spliff again I got you trippin' in a whole nother state o' bein' The way I'm freein' is somethin' different, keep yo' distance 'Cause in this instance, I grow you in reverse to an infant My video trendin' on the internet, been a threat ever since I was young Job o' rhymin' off the tip o' this, we gettin' it done Makin' it sound like a record but better, I last forever I'm the one that puts a wack rapper on the stretcher I'm the one that gets his name etched up in the stone tablets I be on my own rap shit, y'all should know Mack'n I'm about to throw back into the session somethin' brand new They like, "We don't even understand dude It's hard to comprehend his level!" Uhh, y'all know that I stay on this stupendous level Yeah, I have always been a rebel Guess it's just embedded in my genes, now I get loose with the freestyle Hear me rhymin', they say, "He's wild!" Type o' rapper that these kids wish they could be now I get props in hip hop, get views on TikTok Every time they step to Mack, they get lip-locked Cats got me pissed off, ready for liftoff Hopin' you are understandin' the gist, boss Uhh, and if not, I'll have to break it down King with no crown, they know I got sacred sounds Yeah, my shit is holy, none can control me, the one and only I told you I'm hairy and woolly, somethin' like Wookiee Over beats, I bring heat, I'm sweet as a cookie fresh out the oven Deliverin' the flavors they lovin' We are not related, not even the most distant cousins So do not act that way, I'm here to rap for days I'm known for spittin' the abstract-ass phrase That be somethin' like Pablo Picasso later in life When it comes to rippin' mics, I'm the majorest type And my flavor is hype, pullin' out the lightsaber tonight Slicin' rappers with enticin' lyrics, I'm slicin' 'n dicin' You cats into little itty bits o' nothingness Witty, unpredictable, so shout to the Wu for inspirin' All the flows that I be kickin' Someone call the fuckin' firemen Think you on my level, homie, try again I'm the rapper everyone admirin' That, there, is called a spazz Improvise,I be John Coltrane with jazz Improvise, i be Bill Evans, Sonny Rollins Rappers broke with they styles like money problems I'm back again, reekin' like manure Underground sounds pound from the motherfuckin' sewer What?
Writer(s): Harry Mckenzie, Sudakillah Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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