Lemonade Fizzin
I got lemonade fizzing
Featherweight heavyweight hitting
Dazed like lemon haze didn't
I touch down Britain
I call myself king when I'm spitting
It's a boom bap thing crown fitted
So I said
Gimme ya mind
Gimme ya mind
Gimme ya mind
Gimme ya mind
Gimme ya mind
Gimme ya mind
Gimme ya mind
Gimme ya mind
Gimme ya mind
I'm feeling it, are we real in it, are we trippin it all the time
One day our time will come and then we all will die
I am already living in heaven though, no boarding pass allie
What ever the what will happen next, a jam? A fucking riot?
If this is my simulation, you can give me your fucking mind
I got a high tech, side step, flexin like a bicep
If I see a vibe, it's a vibe, never dissect
Mixing up ya liquor with a little bit of ice in
If ya stop the boppin, wrap in ricin
I rock'em like Tyson
Featherweight heavyweight hitting
Dazed like lemon haze didn't
I touch down Britain
I call myself king when I'm spitting
It's a boom bap thing crown fitted
I ordered a.
Fuck it, it's another tune and Hansel Mac's about to rock it
Haven't been looking at my statements lately
I don't see a thing, not a thing that can change me
Something in my soul got me feeling kind of bassy
Mask down
The vast don't show
The past don't last don't call me no more
Ash throw
Ya jazz don't soul
I inhale deep, I rock in my slow
The hats hit high, we kick back low
Man, the lighter in my pocket ain't the only way I glow
And she got loner tatted man she doesn't need to know
I'm looking at my trees, I'm looking at my home
The hats hit high, we kick back...
Fuck it, it's another tune and Hansel Mac's about to rock it
Fuck it, it's another tune and Hansel Mac's about to rock it
It's another tune and Hansel Mac's about to rock it
Gimme ya mind
Gimme ya mind
Gimme ya mind
Gimme ya
It's another
Gimme ya mind
Gimme ya mind
Hansel Mac's about to rock it
Gimme ya mind
Gimme ya mind
Gimme ya mind
Rock it
Feeling it, are we real in it, are we trippin it all the time
I don't need no doctor bitch
I'm lost I'm off my tits
No hostages, don't trust a monster
Watch me, I rock the roster quick
I jab, then cross, then drop the blits
I'm far too hot to miss
I drum the hits
I'll rock your socks
My clock will
Bomb the Don to bits
All my musics made black
The bars inside they may cap
The beats behind ain't mayback
But I still run them straight back
Gimme ya mind
Gimme ya mind
Gimme ya mind
Gimme ya mind
Gimme ya mind
Gimme ya mind
Elevated to my plane
Touching down, collect my goals
Every - Fuck it, it's another
Rock it - That I'm home
I don't fit an archetype
Original to bones
I born a twin
If you see two of me, we've rocked your dome
I'm my zone cause that's where masteries created
See the prince become a king, and know that part of me's awakened
I've got art in me, I'm dark to these afraid of inspiration
I'm creating not to reach the stars, my dreams are constellations
Raah
(Raah)
I've got my claws into your zone
Come with the trouble, I double the rumble, to rumble I rock your dome
They call me ice cold, eyes don't, close I'm in patrol
With the thrill I'm in, a sinner with a, killer in my bones
(Uh)
Anna lies, Anna's truth can't be defined,
I'm tocking up, stuck on the vibe, against the tides the flow I find
I'm topping and topping each time, it tics, my rhymes they hit, your mind
Ya heads boppin spinnin right to left all while you smile
Stressless, reckless, now I'm in your senses
Hansel Mac the bangers back till boom bap is the next hit
I'll play to win, and slay the, pay to win, the game I'm in
Today, no shade, I'm in the rays, I'm lasering, the lane I'm in
Don't you forget this, we reck this, we stack it like it's Tetris
Looking at your checklist, to check this, it's next shit
"The bigadi-boom-bap king" button to eject this
Burning up the beat, I'll call this track, the fire exit
Fuck it, it's another tune and Hansel Mac's about to rock it
Fuck it, it's another tune and Hansel Mac's about to rock it
(Listen to my voice I'll hypnotise with with my speaking)
(Listen to my voice I'll hypnotise with with my speaking)
Featherweight heavyweight hitting
Dazed like lemon haze didn't
I touch down Britain
I call myself king when I'm spitting
It's a boom bap thing crown fitted
So I said
Gimme ya mind
Gimme ya mind
Gimme ya mind
Gimme ya mind
Gimme ya mind
Gimme ya mind
Gimme ya mind
Gimme ya mind
Gimme ya mind
I'm feeling it, are we real in it, are we trippin it all the time
One day our time will come and then we all will die
I am already living in heaven though, no boarding pass allie
What ever the what will happen next, a jam? A fucking riot?
If this is my simulation, you can give me your fucking mind
I got a high tech, side step, flexin like a bicep
If I see a vibe, it's a vibe, never dissect
Mixing up ya liquor with a little bit of ice in
If ya stop the boppin, wrap in ricin
I rock'em like Tyson
Featherweight heavyweight hitting
Dazed like lemon haze didn't
I touch down Britain
I call myself king when I'm spitting
It's a boom bap thing crown fitted
I ordered a.
Fuck it, it's another tune and Hansel Mac's about to rock it
Haven't been looking at my statements lately
I don't see a thing, not a thing that can change me
Something in my soul got me feeling kind of bassy
Mask down
The vast don't show
The past don't last don't call me no more
Ash throw
Ya jazz don't soul
I inhale deep, I rock in my slow
The hats hit high, we kick back low
Man, the lighter in my pocket ain't the only way I glow
And she got loner tatted man she doesn't need to know
I'm looking at my trees, I'm looking at my home
The hats hit high, we kick back...
Fuck it, it's another tune and Hansel Mac's about to rock it
Fuck it, it's another tune and Hansel Mac's about to rock it
It's another tune and Hansel Mac's about to rock it
Gimme ya mind
Gimme ya mind
Gimme ya mind
Gimme ya
It's another
Gimme ya mind
Gimme ya mind
Hansel Mac's about to rock it
Gimme ya mind
Gimme ya mind
Gimme ya mind
Rock it
Feeling it, are we real in it, are we trippin it all the time
I don't need no doctor bitch
I'm lost I'm off my tits
No hostages, don't trust a monster
Watch me, I rock the roster quick
I jab, then cross, then drop the blits
I'm far too hot to miss
I drum the hits
I'll rock your socks
My clock will
Bomb the Don to bits
All my musics made black
The bars inside they may cap
The beats behind ain't mayback
But I still run them straight back
Gimme ya mind
Gimme ya mind
Gimme ya mind
Gimme ya mind
Gimme ya mind
Gimme ya mind
Elevated to my plane
Touching down, collect my goals
Every - Fuck it, it's another
Rock it - That I'm home
I don't fit an archetype
Original to bones
I born a twin
If you see two of me, we've rocked your dome
I'm my zone cause that's where masteries created
See the prince become a king, and know that part of me's awakened
I've got art in me, I'm dark to these afraid of inspiration
I'm creating not to reach the stars, my dreams are constellations
Raah
(Raah)
I've got my claws into your zone
Come with the trouble, I double the rumble, to rumble I rock your dome
They call me ice cold, eyes don't, close I'm in patrol
With the thrill I'm in, a sinner with a, killer in my bones
(Uh)
Anna lies, Anna's truth can't be defined,
I'm tocking up, stuck on the vibe, against the tides the flow I find
I'm topping and topping each time, it tics, my rhymes they hit, your mind
Ya heads boppin spinnin right to left all while you smile
Stressless, reckless, now I'm in your senses
Hansel Mac the bangers back till boom bap is the next hit
I'll play to win, and slay the, pay to win, the game I'm in
Today, no shade, I'm in the rays, I'm lasering, the lane I'm in
Don't you forget this, we reck this, we stack it like it's Tetris
Looking at your checklist, to check this, it's next shit
"The bigadi-boom-bap king" button to eject this
Burning up the beat, I'll call this track, the fire exit
Fuck it, it's another tune and Hansel Mac's about to rock it
Fuck it, it's another tune and Hansel Mac's about to rock it
(Listen to my voice I'll hypnotise with with my speaking)
(Listen to my voice I'll hypnotise with with my speaking)
Credits
Writer(s): Hansel Mac
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