Young Makavelli by Jay Steph Lyrics
Yea the new makavelli is here
I'm dropping all fire it's simply this
Year
It's the type of flow to make u wanna
Jump out Ya chair
I slap the asses of these of the girls
Wit the up tight glasses
More like me but not really I
Compared my self to the makavelli
Nd that's 2 PAC
Have u ever heard an mc spit
Sloppier than 2 slops
I spit hefty
If I miss right then I'll come wit my
Lefty
Other mc's tryna press me
God he really does bless me
U want a fight come on nigga really
Test me
As I test an illiterate idiot wit
Different idioms circumcising there
Criticism
But still suffer from racism
Sharp wisdom of a sharp mind when
A nigga do time another black male
In jail what hell when I'm flowing
On the beat for real
It's the absence that complements
My assets
I'm illmatic spitting tragic ad libs
Nd I'm glued to the pasture
Tell ya master
I'm a pastor of the rap game
Insane when I'm spitting off brain
Abstract ass stain quarterbacks complain
Getting sacked by a fat back linemen
Most of them stamping they kill man they
Lyin
Pull the trigger... nigga wait stop don't hit her
I wanna be one that pin drops cold spittas
Or gold diggers
Don't be mad when she only fuck for a buck
Only ducks do suck
When I spit your awestruck
She said I'm cute aww shucks
Well I'm delighted
Not even pipin I'm mike n ikin the dikes just
For Fighting attacking rappers wit lighting
Remember me like a Titan
Nd I'm striking
Jay
I'm dropping all fire it's simply this
Year
It's the type of flow to make u wanna
Jump out Ya chair
I slap the asses of these of the girls
Wit the up tight glasses
More like me but not really I
Compared my self to the makavelli
Nd that's 2 PAC
Have u ever heard an mc spit
Sloppier than 2 slops
I spit hefty
If I miss right then I'll come wit my
Lefty
Other mc's tryna press me
God he really does bless me
U want a fight come on nigga really
Test me
As I test an illiterate idiot wit
Different idioms circumcising there
Criticism
But still suffer from racism
Sharp wisdom of a sharp mind when
A nigga do time another black male
In jail what hell when I'm flowing
On the beat for real
It's the absence that complements
My assets
I'm illmatic spitting tragic ad libs
Nd I'm glued to the pasture
Tell ya master
I'm a pastor of the rap game
Insane when I'm spitting off brain
Abstract ass stain quarterbacks complain
Getting sacked by a fat back linemen
Most of them stamping they kill man they
Lyin
Pull the trigger... nigga wait stop don't hit her
I wanna be one that pin drops cold spittas
Or gold diggers
Don't be mad when she only fuck for a buck
Only ducks do suck
When I spit your awestruck
She said I'm cute aww shucks
Well I'm delighted
Not even pipin I'm mike n ikin the dikes just
For Fighting attacking rappers wit lighting
Remember me like a Titan
Nd I'm striking
Jay