Wordplay Cypher
• Written by Makkilemore
Makkilemore's Notes
idfk what im even doing
hella turnt tho
Just signed up and I found this cypher
World play? Shit, bust out the type writer
Clack, clack, clack, like bullets hitting stone
I run 8 Squared miles, exponent Mekhi Phifer
To be honest, I don't even know why I try
When rap comes up in public, I seem so fly
But I know in truth that I'm not that excellent
Opponents just suck, I hate to be that guy
But when it comes to honesty, why bother faking?
12 people per jury, ain't no mistakin'
That if I try to bullshit my way past
Call it boomerang, it comes right back on my ass
But I don't stray, a track out a day
Cause it when its comes to rap, thats a game I play
And cause I'm safe where I am, protected by a family
Theres no risk of anything I say ever damnin' me
But I know that I'm lucky, so I try to help
Anyone who was hated on by Fred Phelps
So if you want a rhyme, just see me any time
I'll bring it dirty if you want it the flow like grime
I'da stopped there but we still on 10 bars
And to stop at that point, you gotta be on alcohol
Or some kinda drug thats messin with yo judgement
But by the power of God, I say I'm done, shit
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Makkilemore
Member since May 7 2014