Hopping on that mic
with that God like feel
Every bar deserves
a replay like a highlight reel
Five o’clock in the morning,
I’m at Hi-Lite still
UGP on the track,
we do a drive by kill, brrrat
Knock knock, who’s there?
Half of the YOX
Hi-Lite mob with
a couple of boxes,
rockin’ a new pair
Been nice since Pochacco,
Mashimaro and Blue Bear
Been going hard since
Marshalls had Polo and Wu Wear
Starvin’ like the first day,
I’m forever famished
Use to write my lyrics with
a jelly pen inside of a planner
This Korean girl who learned
to do eyebrows
with the Spanish
Rip it to record,
mom’s stockings
started to vanish, yo
Grand Puba showed
me balance,
how to ride bikes
Honin’ talents, battling
over Counter Strike mics
I watched Rap City freestyles
like how they not write
I was disappointed
my freestyle never
sounded that nice
But I was told that they
were written, yo,
I found out last night
But if that’s the case,
then these standards
became my ankle weights
Now I can go off the top
like a French crop
and just rap for days
Started shaping up,
buzzin’, anybody
could catch the fade
You thinking you dope,
but you tripping, you smoking
I’m different, I’m potent,
you lost already,
you slipping and choking
Understudies study
my verse like some
scriptures recorded
Only time you get dissected’s
when I’m ripping you open
You frigid, your shoulders
are shaking like you
nervous and cold
Murder you rappers with
shit you never heard of before
I love pain, masochistic,
never prefer to withdraw
Consider this a Lyricks
version of a courtesy call,
you heard?
Hopping on that mic
with that God like feel
Every bar deserves
a replay like a highlight reel
Five o’clock in the morning,
I’m at Hi-Lite still
UGP on the track,
we do a drive by kill, brrrat
Knock knock, 우리 차례,
내려와, 너 당장
Knock knock,
우린 main dish, 너넨 반찬
Knock knock,
우린 계속 기분 좋은 상상
Knock knock,
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Knock knock, 안녕하세요,
우린 Reddy and YOX
어떤 비트에도 sick해,
지금 필요해요, 약
MP Hip-Hop,
CB Mass 듣고 자란 나야
옆에 Rick and J는 Wu-Tang이랑
chillin’하는 사이야
안되는 걸 되게 하는 게 나의 능력
내 미래는 니가 예상 못 해
like 컬링 국대
내가 개코형의 verse들을
따라 뱉었듯이
어떤 놈들은 지금도
내 verse들을 loop해
너넨 남과 늘 비교하며 살지,
너를 비관하며 살지
비속어를 입에 달고 살며
삐딱한 척하지
비슷한 척하지,
아님 비슷하려 하지
누굴 비난하고 싶어 해,
비극이 될 때까지
뱉은 대로 살아, uh, uh
난 실수할 때도 있어,
yeah, I know, ahh
우린 대축제야,
술 못하면 레모네이드 따러
내 혓바닥은 Django,
전부 쏴버리지, shotgun
Fuck a knock knock,
we kickin’ doors down,
watch us pop up
Walk up like this is our town,
we are not done
This is not somethin’ you know,
this isn’t what you thought
Kickin’ something raw,
you kickin’ rocks while
we liftin’ off
Yeah, and we leavin’ ‘em
in bits and pieces
Reason bein’ we believed
in this for different reasons
Seen things not of
the average sight
Above average in every
aspect of this life
Look, this is that shit in
front of the masses, bat shit
Aftermath is caskets, ashes
Lyrics baffling, filled
with passion, killed in action
Listen, this not some
silly rap shit, hold up
Fuck whatever you know
of when we show up
And fuck all of that no love
and just pour up
Yeah, Reddy and Y-O-X is here
So take a seat and try ya
best to hear, ya hear
Hopping on that mic with
that God like feel
Every bar deserves a replay
like a highlight reel
Five o’clock in the morning,
I’m at Hi-Lite still
UGP on the track,
we do a drive by kill, brrrat
Knock knock, 우리 차례,
내려와, 너 당장
Knock knock,
우린 main dish, 너넨 반찬
Knock knock,
우린 계속 기분 좋은 상상
Knock knock,
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