M.A.L.C. - 'HMM' (Freestyle) lyrics

[Verse 1: M.A.L.C.] Hold Up Lil n***a I Gotta Get Busy And Switch Up The Flow I Know Some n***as That'll Come Through And Kick Down A f** n***a Door You Know I Be Rocking The Mic Like Its Ice Never Chasing No Hoes Not Trynna Be Broke So I'm Spitting That Dope As I'm Chasing These O's My Flow Is Dominant, I Can Spit Talking Quick, Start An Apocalypse I Spit Like A Shotty, These Lyrics Will Make Your Medulla Oblongata Lit I Get It In Wit These Rappers I'm Mr. Miyagi Training Them Like Karate Kid sh** I Do Know Some Of It Hit You With A Crane Kick And Make Yo Body Flip I'm Chewing Up And sh**ting These Rappers Out As If These Rappers Is Lunchables Nun Of 'Em On My Level, Boi Im Hot As Hell And I Betchu, I'll Pummel You Defiant And Fierce Like A Lion See I'm Like A Giant And You Is A Peon My Verses Worth Hundreds For Certain, A Cypher No Karaoke Or Sing-Along Wanna Rap?, Do A Beat Box We Be Spitting Bars We Don't Wanna Let The Heat Pop (Nah) And You Know We All Box The f**?, My Uppercut'll Lift A f** n***a Up, Like A Seesaw And You Know We All Raw Swear To God Ima Have These n***as Jumping Like Oswald Play Ball, Don't Abide By The Law Nowwa Days Us n***as Don't Trust No Brawd And I'm Bout To Blow Up Like A Bomb The Effect And I'm Finna Tell You What Was The Cause Nowwa Days n***as Ain't Got Bars The Rhymes That They Spit, Is sh** It's Not Hard So f** Out My Section You Come With That f** sh** You'll End Up Ejected I'm Young And I'm Reckless Cash Linked Like A Neckless Young n***a Finessin' I'm To Busy Caking Up Haters In Comas And They Never Waking Up You, And You, And You Fake As f**, If You Got sh** To Say Might As Well Save It Bruh If Anybody Really Trynna Try Me They Would Kamikaze, It Don't Matter I Know These n***as Wouldn't Catch A Body If You Threw A Action Figure At Em' I Can Hold On My Own I Don't Need A Ghost Writer I'm Fire With Pen And Pads How Can I Be Wrong, From The Dome And I Don't Got No Problem With Spending Bands When I'm Out On The Prowl Observe These n***as As They Copy My Style This Smack Town You Could Get The Smackdown "Reloading On The Beat" Aye, Bring It Back Now Strapped Up Like Velcro Show Up At Your Window Or Peephole Like Hello Thots, I Could Name Several Most Of These n***as Got With And They Just Can't Let Go Drill A n***a Through His Headset Get Up 5 Times, Hit Again Like n***a Is You Dead Yet? Lay Him Down In A Casket With Flowers And Roses To Be His New Pillow Pet Revival Gang On Deck Yeah You Know We Up Next, RSEnt I Dress So Fresh, Guess, That's Why Your Girl Wanna Ride Me, Like A Bentley Pockets Looking Like Football Pads As I Walk With Them Racks In The Field I Don't Mean To Brag, But Is You Mad Cause My Swag Looking To Ill Ona Whole 'Notha Beat To Be k**ed For The Money I Could Build Yeah I'm Never On Chill Lotta n***as Sweet, I'll Just Sip My Tea Cuhh It Ih What It Ihh Look f** How You Feel I Done Got My Glo' Up With Hoes In The Crib Shawty She Bad, (Damn!) I'll Hit The Dab As She Dance On My Dick I'm Fully Charged With These Bars Like A Battery So Look Why Would You Get Mad At Me? Intelligent, I Work With Strategy Said My Verses Worth More Than Your Salary They Know That We Purging On Purpose, I'll Have You Running Like A, Subway Surfer You Courage The Cowardly Dog And I Bodied Your Turn Sir.. Or Should I Say Bihh...f** It