Yates (feat. Marcus Yates)

Ever since my cradle date, or my prenatal state

I was blessed with the gift to disable hate

With fatal takes on the mic is makin' my halo break

And smash every lady workin' at Strange, call them my label mates

I throw the squad up, them I'ma pull ya broad up

Genitals so plentiful, ya chemicals low but shot up

Wishin' they'd slow the god up

But I ain't trippin' when I rip, I'm twitching

They think that I be sniffing on Snow the Product

Bitch, I might be, this a nice key to get you hyphy

Dick ya wifey, this for Ike

Slice of sin or source if ya see somethin' slither slightly

Step inside the surface of Strange, sir, or simply sight-see

Spit the flow, get the dough, then I hit the ho

Mister irresistible twisted is this, kiss the toes

I'ma kick ya nose if one of ya pricks oppose

I'm all he hates, 'cause I became a landmark like Ollie Gates

Maudie's great, tall estate, y'all debate, ****, call me Yates

It's no challenge, it's no challenge at all

When you up to ball against below average

The low average, killin' 'em, toetagin'

I'ma let you be great though

I'ma let you be great though

I'ma let you be great though

But it ain't no stoppin' a Yates

Lately I've been like fuck rap

What? Did he say fuck rap?

Oh no no, I'ma write in bold and plus caps

FUCK RAP

'Cause all these tough cats really don't have no nut sack

Trust that 'nuff scratch does back much wackness

Flush that shit, down with the gowns with the sounds for the clowns

Not in a good way

You can drown underground with the pounds when they gust that shit

Oh so, low we stojo, hoes and dough negro we flow though

Let the soul glow, mojo, ****

Pillowcase, over the head of the industry

Illustrate, with my mouth and murders my ministry

Seal the fate of my enemy, feel the weight of my energy

I heal the hate

Facilitate, disc jokey will scrilla make

Then play ya records until you break radio ain't nothin' but real estate

It's still a fake deal of mates who ain't real awake

But the mill is great, ain't no iller ape that can kill a Yates

It's no challenge, it's no challenge at all

When you up to ball against below average

The low average, killin' 'em, toetagin'

I'ma let you be great though

I'ma let you be great though

I'ma let you be great though

But it ain't no stoppin' a Yates

I can keep my head while everybody losin' theirs

More Marcus, I told you, don't start this debate

I'm all arsenal friend, bring the beat in like, you feedin' me right

Tired of bein' with the intermediate

Faded on bullshit, control the whole medium

I don't ran inside my meniscus

I done out-rapped everybody Christmas

So why in the hell would I fail?

If I do, I'm just being Ezale

Front line level, untamed, unchained

I do all this shit and remain unlame loser

And that's what yo ass get for hitting that snoozer

My brain is worth the future, and yes, I don't get worked

So my verses hurt when they send me to kill 'em

I'm like Biblin' ****, keepiin' it blacker than Power Rangers

But why the name Zachary? No leashes, I'm free sucker

No reachin' no knee deep in the mind like a comprehension of lines

Revisit them when you wanna hear that real wizard then

Young and timeless, elite science, prominent and flyin'

And beat them beats to meet and greet but I conscience