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infamous - yesify lyrics

[hook]
i was asked to get up on the mic and k!ll it
now i have the energy to bomb a village
sit back and brace for the bars i’m buildin’
smoke green, i aim for no garbage spillin’
the guy who’s real at me
it’s you, i’m back

[verse 1]
i’m just tryna make sure the truth’s in tact
i spread lies when you get in the booth and rap
i could easily reveal you with scr*ps
you would lose the battle with me, easily, homie
zero, we’ll see you beaten
you shouldn’t speak on some people you couldn’t beat with ease
how i teach a lesson and i eat a beat
b*tches p*ssed, you clean
you better recognize i’m melting
too mean, that’s the best in line
you see me bleed? just take a look at your guy
seen to leave the scene
who the next to die?
i don’t give a f*ck what you say, it’s a lie
i stare into the sky while you deny my style is irrelevant
i’ll hunt you down
boy, you in my element
heard yo mixtape, that sh*t was trash
why you sellin’ it?
no flowin’ on music, the b*tch just quit
who’d*a thought i would make it?
b*tch, i got the l!ck, so you could come taste it
my flow is like your raps, that sh*t is basic
i see you gettin’ dizzy, don’t faze it
yo, momma
i made it
yo, momma
i made it
i’ve been writin’ for a while
i been runnin’ wit’ it
i been runnin’ wit’ it
it’s gonna take a f*ckin’ mile
b*tch, i’m on speed dial, aye
[interlude]
*bomb explodes*

[verse 2]
everything i rhyme, on the top of my head
how ‘bout i leave this d*mn beat to rest?
i spaz on the track like i have tourette’s
cardiac arrest, i post up on my chest
i’m gettin’ bigger by the minute
i think i’m blowin’ up next
i don’t brag about sh*t, i write cash on the check
or rap about the fancy glitter on my neck
instead, i take the bar and dissect (hmm)
every line (woo!)
i got the bars you can’t define
i bully raps and the punchlines
i don’t sniff, i spit lines
my d*ck make her twitch, her toes throwin’ up gang signs (they do)
yuh, i hop on the plane
i’m not a virgin like jane
these rappers mean knowledge
and still, they, rot in their brain
ideal on the beat, they slice the meat
cannot defeat, i’m so mentally
you can say i’m insane
umm, you’re weird, just so you know
my name is yesify, better know that
behind the bars, like kodak black, jaw wired
jaw tired of these flows (b*tches, and money, and clothes)
you got grills, but my t**th so yellow
when i slap that ass, make it jiggle like jello
every single industry a b*tch, i say h*llo
oh right, you a nice ass fellow
don’t need a label, i’m stayin’ solo
best in the game, i go loco
motherf*ckers step to me, i’ma gonna get ‘em in a chokehold
we the illest alive, we f*ck wit’ your mind
take it back, rewind
this is, the “f*ck you” anthem
i fly

- yesify lyrics

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