Skyzoo - Rap Like Me lyrics
[Skyzoo - Rap Like Me lyrics]
Okay, rap-wise back mine
Up to where I'm backed by
Everyone you homage so I'm cutting
Through the back ties
That sidetracked mind smothering
The stat line
Truthfully my pen ain't been the
Same since Stack died
That might be another reason to react, like
That might be enough to see
If they see that line
Pack mines see it through the seams
And what the scratch like
Act right see if you can
See what the collapse like
Wonder rap, hovercraft, Sky fly effortless
Fuck around and sit on top
Of Mozgov neck with it
Blake shit, makeshift
Ladder that I can step upon
Rap nerds get to shooting at
Him like they Meadowlark
That serves that the truth is at
'em but they never caught that curve
Get to shooting back like they
Could wet a blog
That merged just to proven that
I'm what they never saw
Smell it through the bag
Baby that's how we be peddling
And they don't rap like me, and that might be
The curse of all cursive, rap by the tree
And the perfect beyond perfect
If that's what it be
Then I word it beyond worded
I'm back to what it be
Blue and orange everything
Clearly what I'm repping
And the pressure that come with it
Like I'm wearing number seven
So I'm 39-10 if you should
Dare to disrespect it
Good money from the corner
Put your ear to where the net is
Good money from the corner
Put your ear to where the net is
Three meanings at once
And should clearly try to catch it
See that how you want
So you hear it how I sketch it
But, you see that as a must and
That I'm clear out your perspective
They don't do it like, spew it like
No clone drew up like
No Brook and Robin Lopez, no two alike
See the arm
See that ya'll crown him for you see his song
Prematures need applause I just
Need a Nia Long see the R, see the god
See that where they seek the god
Swear I leave the beat alone if
I could be with Nia Long
But back to what I be up on
Trampling over Sampson
You can smell it through the bag
Baby that's what we be G-ing on
Up to where I'm backed by
Everyone you homage so I'm cutting
Through the back ties
That sidetracked mind smothering
The stat line
Truthfully my pen ain't been the
Same since Stack died
That might be another reason to react, like
That might be enough to see
If they see that line
Pack mines see it through the seams
And what the scratch like
Act right see if you can
See what the collapse like
Wonder rap, hovercraft, Sky fly effortless
Fuck around and sit on top
Of Mozgov neck with it
Blake shit, makeshift
Ladder that I can step upon
Rap nerds get to shooting at
Him like they Meadowlark
That serves that the truth is at
'em but they never caught that curve
Get to shooting back like they
Could wet a blog
That merged just to proven that
I'm what they never saw
Smell it through the bag
Baby that's how we be peddling
And they don't rap like me, and that might be
The curse of all cursive, rap by the tree
And the perfect beyond perfect
If that's what it be
Then I word it beyond worded
I'm back to what it be
Blue and orange everything
Clearly what I'm repping
And the pressure that come with it
Like I'm wearing number seven
So I'm 39-10 if you should
Dare to disrespect it
Good money from the corner
Put your ear to where the net is
Good money from the corner
Put your ear to where the net is
Three meanings at once
And should clearly try to catch it
See that how you want
So you hear it how I sketch it
But, you see that as a must and
That I'm clear out your perspective
They don't do it like, spew it like
No clone drew up like
No Brook and Robin Lopez, no two alike
See the arm
See that ya'll crown him for you see his song
Prematures need applause I just
Need a Nia Long see the R, see the god
See that where they seek the god
Swear I leave the beat alone if
I could be with Nia Long
But back to what I be up on
Trampling over Sampson
You can smell it through the bag
Baby that's what we be G-ing on