Yawk Yawk (feat. Mellow-Xzackt)

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Spontane-US Generation

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Yeah, I get a hard on for making a hard song
Fend to blow like the cheeks on Louis Armstrong
You can find me with my ID'eds on
At grog dancing like Carlton
When all the busses go ghost, who you gon' call on
Calling all cars, mellow's out with his bars strong
I black on the beat, like any track that black thoughts on
Flashing the heat, streets getting they menopause on
Choppers yelling, trying not to be the nigga that got got
Hit your boy up if you got pot, I got plots
I'm running this rap shit, snatching the top spots
Ross Clott, hater wanna pop shots
We go
Y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-Y
I ama take your mommy on a dinner date
Show up to the Dinner Late
Eat up all the food and f*ck on top of the dinner plate
Im Funny every now and then, if you haven't noticed
And if you don't, I got a secret that can help you focus
My flow quicker, than most of these cold victims
I rip up the track quicker than bitches on Jerry Springer
And if you get that, my nigga, I applaud you
Its over other's head like they hide his 5'2
I tiptoe into the era of the greatest.
You hear that I'm famous, it's like I'm throwing spears at the natives
And we out here, like a pair of stranded pit puppies
Devouring competition, just eating, trying to get lucky
I'm top dog, you small cat, I punch lines, you stab backs
I stay hot, you lukewarm, I flick you and cause harm
You the type to smoke a square and think you faded
It's Cleveland's Next best to take the throne, it's underrated
SG, motherfucker
Yeah
It's like my 7th take, right
7th, yeah, that's my 7th take, alright
Yo
Yo, I crack the bottle right on top of your head
I'm top of that ledge, your music got me close to the edge
Been on my lyrical, hiatus, now I'm back with a sledge
hammer smash the competition, lyrical chopper just spreads.
I do this shit, started this a long time ago
If you ain't gon' dance, what you come to the party for?
Take off that clip-on and get your bougie ass on the floor
claim you so drunk in love leave your dirty ass on the floor
I'm cut like two blades thar Ricka shade, and cut the pen out your hand
We in for the win, never start where the beginners begin
Get thrown like a penalty from letting your feelings set in
F*ck around and kill the beat, cemetery add in
Y'all some funny guys yo Damien Juniors
Wait, Mr. Cooper, say it with your chest, nigga, stand up
We coming for that spot with a verse and a handgun
Load it to the top, get shot with a metaphor
Nigga

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