Aasim - Yeah Yeah Yeah Freestyle lyrics
[Aasim - Yeah Yeah Yeah Freestyle lyrics]
Streets is talkin', man (uh oh)
Gotta give ’em what they want, man
Gotta do it one mo' time and
It's the last time Aasim
I was born and bred to make bread
Thoroughbred breeder breath of a beast
I breathe death to those
Who bring people palms
Break bums’ battle 'til they bleed on beats
The bling-a-bling babble bullshit cause
Me to sleep
So I rhyme for Big Pun, Big L, and Big Smalls
Drain the crew 'bout to blow from
The block to the booth
Aas' is the new with the old
I'm takin' a plan
Boostin' it up, polish it, and makin' it bold
Bloodbaths burn bridges but the
Bigger the bang
The more bombs ovеr Baghdadi run to Supane
I love beautiful broads that could
Bar mе with brains
And brag about it to they friends
How I bend at they frames
Blame Houdini and ’caine for
This brand new threat
As you browse through mixtapes to find
The best of the best
Stop at the first letter, of the alphabet
Aasim the barbarian, I bobble the mind
Enlighten the blind
Bare me ’cause I brag too much
And let the whole wide world
Know the industry sucks
Verbal assault and battery our
Bass is corrupt
To make a big, black clown lift up
But on a light side of things
I bag bitches with big ol' butts, and let ’em
Swing from my big ol' nuts, I drink big ol'
Bottles of German beer and
Clutch big nipples
With my mouth like Bob Marley
With a big ol' blunt
That Bad Boy rep you got is
Just a big ol’ front
The road ahead got some big ol' bumps
I need to sit like Trump
Behind a desk, with a suit and a tie
Recruit a team
Bake the cake without movin' a pie
Ruin ya mind like designer
Drugs do us sometimes
Your food for the mind is spoiled
And your flow's in a drought
My flow is Holy Water
God where the gimmicks is out
Your main chick swallow my tollers
Let 'em live in her mouth she got a
Beautiful back so I'm diggin' it out
Basket, non baller got broads by the boatload
Bright future 'head, bamboos or the po'-po's
Brainwashed rappers sound just like bozos
I baboon 'em, harpoon 'em
Shoot 'em like a swordfish
And I'm not sick just yet, I'm only noxious
Packin' a MAC, in the back, of the Ac
With a accurate rap that'll attack like the
Maniac from my wrath
I'm that nigga, sign that nigga
Record labels sayin', "Go find that nigga"
No chain, medallions to blind that nigga
Nice with the words like rewind that nigga
No Maybach, I'm in a Honda Accord
That's all my small pockets could afford
Fuck it i'm bored with the freestyles
I'm switchin' up
I'm doin' songs, dick, listen up, it's Aasim
Tri-State (yeah, Grind Music, nigga)
We have a problem
(Laugh now, cry later, niggas)
Young Aasim (Topline Management, my nigga)
Big Mike we ain't goin' nowhere
(Aasim, Young Sav', Sean C, LV)
Like it or love it, the underdogs is on top
Bitches
Gotta give ’em what they want, man
Gotta do it one mo' time and
It's the last time Aasim
I was born and bred to make bread
Thoroughbred breeder breath of a beast
I breathe death to those
Who bring people palms
Break bums’ battle 'til they bleed on beats
The bling-a-bling babble bullshit cause
Me to sleep
So I rhyme for Big Pun, Big L, and Big Smalls
Drain the crew 'bout to blow from
The block to the booth
Aas' is the new with the old
I'm takin' a plan
Boostin' it up, polish it, and makin' it bold
Bloodbaths burn bridges but the
Bigger the bang
The more bombs ovеr Baghdadi run to Supane
I love beautiful broads that could
Bar mе with brains
And brag about it to they friends
How I bend at they frames
Blame Houdini and ’caine for
This brand new threat
As you browse through mixtapes to find
The best of the best
Stop at the first letter, of the alphabet
Aasim the barbarian, I bobble the mind
Enlighten the blind
Bare me ’cause I brag too much
And let the whole wide world
Know the industry sucks
Verbal assault and battery our
Bass is corrupt
To make a big, black clown lift up
But on a light side of things
I bag bitches with big ol' butts, and let ’em
Swing from my big ol' nuts, I drink big ol'
Bottles of German beer and
Clutch big nipples
With my mouth like Bob Marley
With a big ol' blunt
That Bad Boy rep you got is
Just a big ol’ front
The road ahead got some big ol' bumps
I need to sit like Trump
Behind a desk, with a suit and a tie
Recruit a team
Bake the cake without movin' a pie
Ruin ya mind like designer
Drugs do us sometimes
Your food for the mind is spoiled
And your flow's in a drought
My flow is Holy Water
God where the gimmicks is out
Your main chick swallow my tollers
Let 'em live in her mouth she got a
Beautiful back so I'm diggin' it out
Basket, non baller got broads by the boatload
Bright future 'head, bamboos or the po'-po's
Brainwashed rappers sound just like bozos
I baboon 'em, harpoon 'em
Shoot 'em like a swordfish
And I'm not sick just yet, I'm only noxious
Packin' a MAC, in the back, of the Ac
With a accurate rap that'll attack like the
Maniac from my wrath
I'm that nigga, sign that nigga
Record labels sayin', "Go find that nigga"
No chain, medallions to blind that nigga
Nice with the words like rewind that nigga
No Maybach, I'm in a Honda Accord
That's all my small pockets could afford
Fuck it i'm bored with the freestyles
I'm switchin' up
I'm doin' songs, dick, listen up, it's Aasim
Tri-State (yeah, Grind Music, nigga)
We have a problem
(Laugh now, cry later, niggas)
Young Aasim (Topline Management, my nigga)
Big Mike we ain't goin' nowhere
(Aasim, Young Sav', Sean C, LV)
Like it or love it, the underdogs is on top
Bitches