Another World

Love me down til I can come up to another world
Let's work it out til we're transformed to another world
Love me til I come up to another world
Let's work it out til we're transformed to another world, Oh

Let me go deep in my zone
Grab on the microphone
Built this shit all on my own
Mackin ain't never no clone
Stay in my zone uh

Y'all shoulda known from beginning
Grab on the mic and I'm winning
Lasting until the 9th inning
Mack keep it moving
Gradually I be improving

Voice is rough rough rugged but it's soothing too at the same time
Never known to kick a lame rhyme
When I'm on it I stay in the air mad long 'cause I got the most hang time

H-Mack getting busy
Got they heads spinning till they dizzy
Like Gillespie, none can test me
I be repping for the West, the most fresh we really on it
Harry Mack defy all of the supersonics
Making people have to have it
Yo I be rapping as an addict, yo it's just a habit

Gotta snap kid, when I'm in effect
Harry Mack, I might snap a rapper's neck if I need to
And I bleed through every fucking speaker that I'm on
Harry Mack- you know I'm coming strong

Never coming weak when I speak like this
I freak the rhythm, it's deep in my system
You know that I'm making em listen
They switching position to catch it
It's Mack, it's a habit

I gotta stay on it
Every line that I'm kicking is honest
That much a promise I keep it
So pass it back to J Hoard for more secrets like

Love me down til I can come up to another world, Yeh yeh
Let's work it out til we're transformed to another world, oh

Ooooh oooh ahhh

Take me to another world, yeh, YEAH
Your love can take me to another world, yeah yeh, Aah yeh

Your love can
Your touch can, oh oooh oooh oooh
Your kiss can
Take me to another world
World
Another world



Credits
Writer(s): Jonathan Hoard
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