Millz - Muthaf**a Up lyrics

[Verse 1: Millz] Uh, Sorry Tyga.. It's Millzy on this beat, straight defeat, yeah I'm through with it They arrive on they feet, but hit they knees then I'm through with chicks I knew ya chick, I do ya chick, it's so typical Like there's no ground below man I'm never gon' fail I mean fall, ball like Jeremy Lin b**h I'm insane, all throughout not just my membrane Spit a lot you see my phlegm change I'm nasty, no Nancy Drew, I'm a genius i'll fancy you With lyrics that make scholars think that I am the man at schools I don't attend to, these rappers is just gym dudes They sweat me, don't let me get out my bed cause I will squash dudes, ahh! "Mr.Sosa calm down, I know you're going through some things that seem a lot now But honestly you're sick, these half wits ain't got sh**, on you, sir They can't see you: blur So get back on this song, drop some dopage I could bump & please oh please.." (CRANK THIS MOTHERfu*kER UP) [Verse 2: Millz] Pi-pi-pi-Pilot Posse, flyest posse Got some shawtys, hot as Rocsi All these mothaf**as claiming they could stop me, do it! Like Alicia Stacey Brittany Murphy, you're not girls your breasts aren't perky But I am very sure you motherf**ers Clueless n***a I'm my favorite rapper, snapper, on the beat These n***as Snapple when they speak, that's sh** is sweet But rappers nowadays is fruity So listen when I'm spitting I'm out this world I'm out yo' vision And my lyrics make a n***a say my tunes is so looney [Verse 3: Millz] I'm creative, I'm sedated by the fame and all these haters Who don't wanna see me make it, Cause I'm a rapist on these beats Bi-Bi-Big Ben ho, tell yo friend friends & foes That when I get in the game that's the en-end ho She blow like Nitendo, 64 To see me blow up in her face like they showing clips of war on TV To some it's a disgrace but like Em say man they're all just weenies Well, weenies in beanies [Hook] [Verse 4: Millz] I'm a k**er ain't no realer, fire spitter, dope dealer Beat k**er, in this villa, that we call the rap game No masturbation here but I'm feeling myself Dudes begging for a feature cuzz they really need help I mean i've only been rapping for a year or so, give or take Now I'm great, & all your girlfriend blaring so Hop up off my dicky, & let your girlfriend licky, then dippy Cause it's M.O.B I'm 'bout my cheese like Mickey, I'm icky I'm raw like no rubber on my stiffy Give me a beat & it's dead for certain no iffy Be done quick then back to your girl in a jiffy And while she on my dicky, her friends stay on the balls like Jimmy.. Rollins, I'm a pilot I rocks b**hes well: collins I am the sickest n***a, not considered sickest n***a They just do not get the picture, or the picture of the picture that I see Please just listen to me (Acapella) [Verse 5: Millz] Uh, I'm such a beast, no one competes I'm at a level I can't see, Ron Jeremy can't f** with me And luckily I'm s**y so I'm chillin' with a hotty, gorgeus face decent body & she say she rep the posse, so she twist it up & throw it Like a poet, I got lyrics, but fairness is what my fear is Been f**ing 'round with depression, I know it's shocking to hear this For some who think I'm the man, or some who think I am fearless They don't know that this stress has been blurring up all my mirrors Cause my eyes is teary, & my mind is weary But when my lyrics resort to violence, it's f**ing scary So I smoke weed like I got cancer As I search for their questions, they wait for my answers I'm meerly a kid with outlandish expectations But it's crazy as I do good it only brings on hating These n***as test my patience, they tryna make me a patient It's f**ed up, it's racist, since I'm black I'm just another rapper But f** it & if you listen to this and hate, you're just another actor You're faking, you know it, your acting's getting sloppy Cause everybody knows it's Pilot Posse who gon stop me? NOBODY