CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : Master Of The Mic (freestyle)
(Intro)
Yeah, yo
You wanna see real lyricism
Ya’ll said I don’t have it right?
Mhm
Yo l…. man f**k it
Let’s give em what I got
(Verse 1)
I see a bag of dice, black and white
Nice girls, jewerly shinning so bright
My bars ignites the mic, while I write these rhymes
I think of some other sh*t I haven’t said over a thousand times
These rappers like mice, I trap em and have them fight
Like my right to create the spice of these parasites
My advice to ya’ll I say it oncе not twice
You gotta splice MC’s, and feed your family with a bag full of rice
My bars arе concise, way too tight, you grab your device
Type, then order a couple fries
Been in this game so long, I felt I wanted to retire
Or hire a ghostwriter
But why would I do that I mind as well quit then to have another muthaf**ka do my job
I mind as well be robbed, then lobbed, chewed out like cob
I’m not talking corn, I mean rods
f**k Todd, fat white boy always nods
Your an umbrella n***a you fat slob
I twist the handle to this doorknob
Open up the sesame and then I look
At my future, my destiny, then book the next train
Tame the lion, leo boy, David is my name
I’m like a crook, just like Jestiny, had a baby she was testin me
Hayes do I have to refrain, what’s to gain, b*t*hes making me insane
That chicken is so flame, not Devin who raps are lame
At least he is solid unlike a n***a named Shea
The first time I met him I thought he was gay
I refuse to play ya’ll games, so stay in yo lane
DG is a slogan for people who are woke
I remember trapping at the store selling coke
Marathon Nipsey Hussle, Gas Station eating gummy worms
Shut up you f**king teddy bears
A n***a can have whatever he wants and I’m not scared
Please beware, I’m like a hair
Hoppin around taking yo girl to the fair, life’s not fair
I take her to the crib, put my d**k in her pu**y and grab that hair
No she wasn’t cheating, it was just an affair
Yeah, yo
You wanna see real lyricism
Ya’ll said I don’t have it right?
Mhm
Yo l…. man f**k it
Let’s give em what I got
(Verse 1)
I see a bag of dice, black and white
Nice girls, jewerly shinning so bright
My bars ignites the mic, while I write these rhymes
I think of some other sh*t I haven’t said over a thousand times
These rappers like mice, I trap em and have them fight
Like my right to create the spice of these parasites
My advice to ya’ll I say it oncе not twice
You gotta splice MC’s, and feed your family with a bag full of rice
My bars arе concise, way too tight, you grab your device
Type, then order a couple fries
Been in this game so long, I felt I wanted to retire
Or hire a ghostwriter
But why would I do that I mind as well quit then to have another muthaf**ka do my job
I mind as well be robbed, then lobbed, chewed out like cob
I’m not talking corn, I mean rods
f**k Todd, fat white boy always nods
Your an umbrella n***a you fat slob
I twist the handle to this doorknob
Open up the sesame and then I look
At my future, my destiny, then book the next train
Tame the lion, leo boy, David is my name
I’m like a crook, just like Jestiny, had a baby she was testin me
Hayes do I have to refrain, what’s to gain, b*t*hes making me insane
That chicken is so flame, not Devin who raps are lame
At least he is solid unlike a n***a named Shea
The first time I met him I thought he was gay
I refuse to play ya’ll games, so stay in yo lane
DG is a slogan for people who are woke
I remember trapping at the store selling coke
Marathon Nipsey Hussle, Gas Station eating gummy worms
Shut up you f**king teddy bears
A n***a can have whatever he wants and I’m not scared
Please beware, I’m like a hair
Hoppin around taking yo girl to the fair, life’s not fair
I take her to the crib, put my d**k in her pu**y and grab that hair
No she wasn’t cheating, it was just an affair
