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groove (theyellin') - isaiah g lyrics

[produced by aaron deux]

[hook]
yo let me ask you this, (what?)
why you sitting down on that p-ssive sh-t
now just groove (what?) x8
yo let me ask you this, (what?)
why you sitting down on that p-ssive sh-t
now just groove (igh) x8

[verse one: isaiah g]

what they be yelling to blacks in the mist
a one sided guest sheet and you back of the list
a slap on the wrist, for (pchoo pchoo) smacking ya b-tch
but she ain’t dwayne johnson didn’t wanna act like a snitch

man what. silly ho, dumb in all of her syllables
thought that wayne was with vanilly when spitting his milli flow
really doe that high dosage of stupid le-le-thal
thought she getting movies p-sses for stubbing her silly toe

i just be -n-lyzing my eyes with can of visine
i’m the man to rise when my hands tied and i’m anesthetizing
you can’t deny a plan gunless you covered the verizon mans
corpse laying with his severed texting finger inside ya hand
dodged a ram, now i’m charge barging you with a limp son
i hit a homer trot and now marge to you simps son
i’m a new man, colors bumping i’m a hue man
ask human, who man, you man ooh d-mn

[verse two: human]

i’m a h-rny man; you’ll never see me walking past a groupie
either stop and gasp and holler back, or autograph her b00bies
you lack the creativity with bars to battle, truly
cause i spit it like the ending of a p-rnographic movie
and if you wanna try charles, i’m ending up
behind bars like the intro before my rhymes start
i don’t be concerned when these freakin’ therms claim to keep a burner
i’ll still leave you looking like post-ike tina turner
my bars are facts. what you spat? you made up all of that
but they could strap me down to a polygraph when i’m dropping raps
see honestly, your bars are weak. in fact, you couldn’t stand a chance if you put a chicago rapper on his feet
my lines are sickness. i’ll send you to mars. hit you so hard, bet that when you wake up, you’ll forget who you are
i done attacking these younger b-st-rds that suck at rapping
wanna catch me? posted with i.g.; you can double tap me
i’m king, it’s no mistaking that i hold the placement
y’all just use the words, “craft” and “art-form” because the grownups say it
i flow with substance. got a b-n-r that the hoes in love with
couldn’t give me head without golden structures to hold it up with

[hook] x2

- isaiah g lyrics

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