YKHIC
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah
Blessed B33ZY
Look here
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah you know how I'm coming
Hit the beat and start running
Love God but I'm gunning
For any and everything coming
That's thinking it's sweet or something
Standing 10 toes like a bunion
Flow funky just like funions
Stay fresh even when I'm bumming
It's nothing but some tussin
Cuz my rhymes sick and disgusting
Empty out your head like a pumpkin
And then fill it up with some substance
Cuz I'm tryna free you like Tubman
But you gotta want change or something
Poker face strong, I ain't bluffing
Destiny's child, I got you jumping, yeah
You know how I'm coming
You know how I'm coming
Well if you didn't know, now you know, ha
Look
Hits back to back like ready 2 rumble
Gimme the ball I'm never gon fumble
Demons step to me you know they gon crumble
The buzz around town, just call me bumble
Bee, I'm sharper than any sword can be
Wu tang, yall can't F with me
Weapon might form but they can't compete
With the army I got, we can't be beat
Try to step to this, you gon retreat
Yall just peebles, I'm concrete
Throw yall around but I make the street
Make my own road, it's called easy street
Don't know the meaning of the word defeat
Cuz imma big dawg always ready to eat
Is that my throne, let me take a seat
And watch yall all bow to me
Cuz you know hire I'm coming
Yeah
Blessed B33ZY
Look here
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah you know how I'm coming
Hit the beat and start running
Love God but I'm gunning
For any and everything coming
That's thinking it's sweet or something
Standing 10 toes like a bunion
Flow funky just like funions
Stay fresh even when I'm bumming
It's nothing but some tussin
Cuz my rhymes sick and disgusting
Empty out your head like a pumpkin
And then fill it up with some substance
Cuz I'm tryna free you like Tubman
But you gotta want change or something
Poker face strong, I ain't bluffing
Destiny's child, I got you jumping, yeah
You know how I'm coming
You know how I'm coming
Well if you didn't know, now you know, ha
Look
Hits back to back like ready 2 rumble
Gimme the ball I'm never gon fumble
Demons step to me you know they gon crumble
The buzz around town, just call me bumble
Bee, I'm sharper than any sword can be
Wu tang, yall can't F with me
Weapon might form but they can't compete
With the army I got, we can't be beat
Try to step to this, you gon retreat
Yall just peebles, I'm concrete
Throw yall around but I make the street
Make my own road, it's called easy street
Don't know the meaning of the word defeat
Cuz imma big dawg always ready to eat
Is that my throne, let me take a seat
And watch yall all bow to me
Cuz you know hire I'm coming
Credits
Writer(s): Cory Michael Butler Jr.
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