Khovid

Yeah, Youngin is
Uh

I'm so 1520, Sedgewick Ave
Pull up on the microphone and begin to do math
Add slugs to the clip while subtracting competition
Rap division got me prepping a lyrical cataclysm
Bare witness to the gifted rapper, lyric crafting physics master
Women bagger, every tracks a big disaster
Niggas can't kick it after I go, like they just fractured a toe
As soon as I pass through the door
They pack their bags and then go
Like Shawty L-O Dey Know the flow is mostly Niagra
Give beats a romantic call, like I'm Yo-Yo and Patra
I'll have you caught in the rapture whenever I step in the booth
My dick gets hard as Viagra just off the fact I'm the truth
Women react to it to, they always asking bout dude
Whenever I'm passing through they eat it like passion fruit
Make em go ooh ladies swoon then they do what they do
I'm making moves, staying cool fool this is what I do and you know

You know you don't want it
You know you don't want it
You don't want it with Youngin
You don't want it with Youngin
You know you don't want it
You know you don't want it
You don't want it with Youngin
You don't want it with Youngin
(beat killer) you know you don't want it
You know you don't want it
(track murder) you don't want it with Youngin
You don't want it with Youngin
(beat killer) you know you don't want it
You know you don't want it
(track murder) you don't want it with Youngin
You don't want it with Youngin

Second verse, shit'll get worse bullets disperse, hit at your shirt
I'll have your family picking a hearse and what pic'll fit on a shirt
Lyrically advanced, vocally enhanced
When in that vocal booth it's Seran, from the Pro-tools to the sedan
I Am, Kenobi in war
Me with a pen and pad equals shinobi and sword
I know I already convinced you that the pencil is ginsu
My mental gives to the pencil your pencil lives on a stencil
Every word every line inside every verse every rhyme
Leaves you perturbed in the mind 'cause it's a perfect design
And I write it myself, all alone don't need help
When alone I see hell, so put on ya seat belt
When I spit it gets sicker than syphilis
Or kids on Christmas opening up empty gifts, yeah
I'm a veteran you rookie at best
That's why twenty years later I still rap like I'm next and you know

You know you don't want it
You know you don't want it
You don't want it with Youngin
You don't want it with Youngin
You know you don't want it
You know you don't want it
You don't want it with Youngin
You don't want it with Youngin
(beat killer) you know you don't want it
You know you don't want it
(track murder) you don't want it with Youngin
You don't want it with Youngin
(beat killer) you know you don't want it
You know you don't want it
(track murder) you don't want it with Youngin
You don't want it with Youngin



Credits
Writer(s): Gary Allen Pryor
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