G.M.S.
Mykel Hawk
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Boom Bap Hip-Hop Rap track I rip that Cats talk small I don’t dabble in the chit chat Dimensional dancing, I manipulate the Maya Intentional advancing, regulating the fire That type, deliver heat like a gas pipe They act like they want it, but they can’t see this rap life It wasn’t that long I used to drown in the juice Filling up my cups with the crown and the goose Constantly angry I would just frown and abuse Mad at the world a king whose crown had come loose I’m brown recluse venomous this genesis flow My best side is generous my nemesis knows Most rappers unmotivated, they’re lame and lethargic Appears they hit the lithium like Cobain’s guitar pick Distribute narcotics there’s legal dope in my sound waves And anything that’s following this shit is a downgrade Brown shades covering all of my epidermis The browner it gets the more the president nervous He know Melania will come and lay her booty fully on me While the prez finger fuckin mayor Rudy Giuliani I’ll run up in a rival block to make the cypher hot She loved me but I left her now she on that suicidal talk It’s Mykel Hawk elevated lyrics need a flight suit Dunder Mifflin produce the beets like Dwight Schrute Nasty like 2 Live Crew, expose you like a side boob The game has got its eyes glued to every move that I do Buy my shit on iTunes, Spotify and Tidal Last name Hawk the moniker is Mykel Uh - I’m on my grown man shit Every lyric that I spit man my own hand writ These beats all me I rock my own damn shit Run up on my people get your dome can split I’m heavy when I rock like stone granite Ya’ll really trying to see me man then go on plan it They circling my star like every known planet But when ya grown that’s just how the zone can get I was immersed in the music even prior to walking I’m a student of Nas, Redman and Rakim White and Latino my rhyme style cochino Roll thru San Bernardino in a black El Camino I got a castle in Maine like a king call me Steven My last cigarette I pull my loosey out, Negan Barbed wire raps to the caps leave em’ bleeding They set expectations I always seem to exceed em’ Scribble verses in a college ruled spiral I’m so quick on arrival I make my rivals look idle Out here breaking the cycle of these repetitive formats They shaking cause Mykel can lay it down like a door mat And trust me I try but being modest is hard When everyday these people calling and they promise the stars But they don’t know that I’m already profiting large So, I can pay for every single marketing charge Of my own, I suggest you invest in your own too Unless getting fucked is just something your prone to And yeah your music got to resonate with your audience If you’re trying to blow up and detonate like Iranians Respect to those throwing up graffiti expressions And those still holding on to their CD collections Yo, I don’t need the attention long as my money expanding And I got seedy connections they’ll touch you right where you standing This is grown man Rap ya’ll can keep that trap noise Ya’ll in sweaters and skinny jeans looking like frat boys Ya’ll some cat toy rappers getting whooped by the pussy I beat the box like the fat boys before I roll up the cushy It’s Mykel Hawk I’m on my grown man shit Every lyric that I spit man my own hand writ These beats all me I rock my own damn shit Run up on my people get your dome can split I’m heavy when I rock like stone granite Ya’ll really trying to see me man then go on plan it They circling my stay like every known planet But when ya grown that’s just how the zone can get Rappers acting the part but it’s all just dramatics They swear that they ill but that’s just psychosomatics They get all caught up in the frenzied ecstatics But i got em confused like Japanese mathematics They trying to build but they ain’t read the schematics They easily broken like they all made of ceramics They get tested once and then they start with the panics Convulsing and sweating and get to breathing erratic But they wanted the smoke, they wanted the static This ain’t even a battle, this shit is anti-climatic This shit was a stretch man this shit is elastics They sound artificial man they sounding like plastics And me, I’m an emcee who sound like the classics I spit with dynamics and verbal mechanics They didn’t know Mike could flip like acrobatics They battle me once and now they scared of Hispanics I’m overflowing with confidence and keep raising the bar They wearing fake gold and they bathe in Drakkar I know the shit ain’t easy when you’re facing the czar They teeth chattering like too much bass in the car Last album I dropped I swear my whole city felt I got more tricks than Batman’s utility belt New sound new alias I want Bruce Wayne cash No shit I get it lit like a butane flash See the beats and the verses have all been fully constructed By this man whose demons have all been fully confronted Securely instructed by Eckhart Tolle and Rumi To allow the universe to get this music out thru me Uh, I’m on my grown man shit Every lyric that I spit man my own hand writ These beats all me I rock my own damn shit Run up on my people get your dome can split I’m heavy when I rock - like stone granite Ya’ll really trying to see me man then go on plan it They circling my stay like every known planet But when ya grown that’s just how the zone can get It’s Mykel Hawk I’m on my grown man shit Every lyric that I spit man my own hand writ These beats all me I rock my own damn shit Run up on my people get your dome can split I’m heavy when I rock like stone granite Ya’ll really trying to see me man then go on plan it They circling my stay like every known planet But when ya grown that’s just how the zone can get
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Written by: Michael Collins
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