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m.a.l.c. – ‘hmm’ (freestyle) كلمات اغاني

[verse 1: m.a.l.c.]
hold up lil n-gga i gotta
get busy and switch up the flow

i know some n-ggas
that’ll come through
and kick down a f-ck n-gga door

you know i be rocking the mic
like its ice never chasing no hoes

not trynna be broke
so i’m spitting that dope
as i’m chasing these o’s

my flow is dominant, i can spit
talking quick, start an apocalypse

i spit like a shotty, these lyrics
will make your medulla oblongata lit

i get it in wit these rappers
i’m mr. miyagi
training them like karate kid

sh-t i do know some of it
hit you with a crane kick
and make yo body flip

i’m chewing up
and sh-tting these rappers
out as if these rappers is lunchables

nun of ’em on my level, boi im hot
as h-ll and i betchu, i’ll pummel you

defiant and fierce like a lion
see i’m like a giant and you is a peon

my verses worth hundreds
for certain, a cypher
no karaoke or sing-along

wanna rap?, do a beat box
we be spitting bars
we don’t wanna let the heat pop
(nah)

and you know we all box
(the f-ck?)
my uppercut’ll lift
a f-ck n-gga up, like a seesaw

and you know we all raw
swear to god ima have
these n-ggas jumping like oswald

play ball, don’t abide by the law
nowwa days us n-ggas
don’t trust no brawd

and i’m bout to blow up like a bomb
the effect and
i’m finna tell you what was the cause

nowadays n-ggas ain’t got bars
the rhymes that they spit, is sh-t
it’s not hard

so f-ck out my section
you come with that f-ck sh-t
you’ll end up ejected

i’m young and i’m reckless
cash linked like a neckless
young n-gga finessin’

i’m to busy caking up
haters in comas
and they never waking up

you, and you, and you
fake as f-ck, if you got sh-t to say
might as well save it bruh

if anybody really trynna try me
they would kamikaze, it don’t matter

i know these n-ggas wouldn’t catch a body
if you threw a action figure at em’

i can hold on my own
i don’t need a ghost writer
i’m fire with pen and pads

how can i be wrong, from the dome
and i don’t
got no problem with spending bands

when i’m out on the prowl
observe these n-ggas
as they copy my style

this smack town
you could get the smackdown
“reloading on the beat”
aye, bring it back now

strapped up like velcro
show up at your window
or peephole like h-llo

thots, i could name several
most of these n-ggas got with
and they just can’t let go

drill a n-gga through his headset
get up 5 times, hit again
like n-gga is you dead yet?

lay him down in a casket
with flowers and roses
to be his new pillow pet

revival gang on deck
yeah you know we up next, rsent

i dress so fresh, guess that’s why
your girl wanna ride me, like a bentley

pockets looking like football pads
as i walk with them racks in the field

i don’t mean to brag, but is you mad
cause my swag looking to ill

on a whole ‘notha beat to be k!lled
for the money i could build
yeah i’m never on chill

lotta n-ggas sweet, i’ll just sip my tea
cuhh it ih what it ihh

look f-ck how you feel
i done got my glo’ up
with hoes in the crib

shawty she bad, (d-mn!)
i’ll hit the dab
as she dance on my d-ck

i’m fully charged
with these bars like a battery
so look why would
you get mad at me?

intelligent, i work with strategy
said my verses
worth more than your salary

they know that
we purging on purpose
i’ll have you running like a subway surfer

you courage the cowardly dog
and i bodied your turn sir..

or should i say bihh…f-ck it

- m a l c

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