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shorty mic - illest emcee كلمات أغنية

[intro: shorty mic]

(exhales)
respect the name that shadows over these wack lames
respect the name that shadows over these wack lames
(ayo hitman)

[verse 1: shorty mic]

respect the name that shadows over these wack lames
the game’s mine that’s why i be swerving in both lanes (yeah)
fire and propane blowing up a fo sho thing
i make the product and hit the streets like it’s cocaine (uh huh)
i’m dope maine! yeah rip mе out the plastic homie
i’m all about my money dawg quеue the cash emoji (chi ching)
somebody bout to lose a limb if they grab mic
this sh_t is easy like pulling wh0res with a lot of ice (haha)
i’m done being nice and humble i tried it twice
all it did was get me stepped on dawg and disrespected (yeah)
check it i’m bringing back the old me but upgraded
let’s see how quick i become the most hated (let’s see)
i’m not fazed though i quit when i say so
just give me my money nickels, dimes, dollars and pesos
i gotta go solo i can’t be mixed with this fakery
you are who you hang with dawg i guess i’m legendary (yay yay)
[chorus: shorty mic]

s h o r t y m i c
you m_th_f_ckas know who i be
i be the illest emcee (uh huh yeah)
i be the illest emcee (uh huh yeah)
s h o r t y m i c
you m_th_f_ckas know who i be
i be the illest emcee (uh huh yeah)
i be the illest emcee (uh huh yeah)

[verse 2: shorty mic]

like an open wound, i’m bout to apply pressure (pressure)
i’m gassed up ready to blow the whole sector (sector)
my pen game ill somebody get the d_mn stretcher (yeah)
like krs one my english grammar gets better
haters love to hate so i apologise for the wait
i was eating chicken and steak from these royalty cheques (ha ha)
this ain’t checkmate i’m still moving across the board
i’m cleaning house f_ck these rappers i’m bored (f_ck y’all)
this is a stick up everybody hit the floor
i’m bout to go viral somebody press record (yeah)
you rappers fake for the socials like these ig wh0res
spitting in flashy cars when really they drive fords (haha)
you motherf_ckers extra that’s something i don’t gotta
do to stay relevant they know that i’m hotter
straight street, no gucci, louie or prada
and keep in my mind that i be f_cking somebodies daughter (ha ha)
[chorus: shorty mic]

[verse 3: shorty mic]

anybody can get it even your b_tch and dog
no holds barred no pulling out the red card
or the white flag tell your hag to lay off
and stay off my sh_t, ‘cause i might just hit a man
with my mic hand make her collapse like a mic stand
and make her look better than she previously did (ha ha)
take it easy kid don’t make me come and split your wig
and then upper cut your b_tch and give her a face lift (yeah)
you hate when i’m back at it can’t help that i’m an addict
to this rap sh_t i choke you up anaphylactic
being one of the dopest on earth i didn’t plan it
your crew’s paper_thin, i fold ’em like a schematic
everybody’s a critic a connoisseur of lyrics
try to push their agenda with your words attached to it (shut the f_ck up)
this the real deal, homie, not a scrimmage or rap gimmick
i’m in it for the crown, and your reign? i just finished (bow down)
[chorus: shorty mic]

- shorty mic

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