May Rock - Beast Mode lyrics

[Verse: May Rock] Mic check 1,2, listen real close Yeah, lyrical exercise like Pilates Flow tighter than the (bleep) of both of the Iannotti's My flows are unimaginable Secret Life of Walter Mitty My raps are royal, and that's word to Kansas City I might be young but my rap game's at its peak Your life was a mistake your dad's pull out game was weak I got two sides to me like I'm Peter Parker My lyrics make you confused like I'm Carl Greene's barber I've been tryna tell people one day that I'd go ham But they don't like me so they just unfollow me on instagram, b**h Serve the murkin' to you, like I'm a waiter And when you ask "Who's your Daddy?", you can call me Darth Vader I keep it quiet so it's easy to overlook me A veteran in the game, but to me you look like a rookie I smh, wtf cuz no females are dtf It's unreal the way I ball but my phone plan still MetroPCS But they say that patience is a virtue Because it's free banco and he's out way past his curfew Call me a role model, cause you wanna rap like me Slangin chickens out my whip like I work for KFC I can be seen hangin with my dogs like Pluto I should be XXL, no medium Theresa Caputo And ickin these raps is easier than making Racquel pop And I know cuz I keep one eye on the girls like Fetty Wap Too far? Well that's the truth man, don't ever catch me frontin' These girls been in more laps than the Indy 500 Sloppy glazing mad cakes she gets from groupon Like she glazed all the guys on Matt Sylvia's futon Go box like UPS, got people still hating Y'all haters just b**hes with dicks like Caitlyn Yes I'm in the game, f** 12, no TB Oh, you nearsighted? Cause you can't see me That's John Cena, selling out arenas You know these bars I'm spittin been hotter than Argentina All about that Triple H, health, haters, and hoes And I got good wood like I'm working at Lowe's Hoe, you know, I won't stop until it's over You said you played the game, but the machine just ate your quarter I'm coming at you like a concealed weapon like I'm a missile These drama starters still talkin about me and Alyssa Like are you single, are you with her, did she leave you, are you bitter Did you get it, can I hit her up and follow her on Twitter, ha Wonder why every girl I talk to turn my girlfriend b**h I keep it G, one hunnid till the world end People like Andres try to challenge me, no crossbar But he know that I could cross him up with every single bar It's all a joke, I still roast his a** on social media I got 4 more years with him to be a big comedian You know what they say, when you drink the booze you lose Forget what you had done like it's Spencer Taylors b**b luge But don't follow your dreams, follow her on Twitter I know the second people hear this track they gon' be bitter I'll prolly never see you guys again, I'm off to college or... If you f** with me, gimme some brain that'd be knowledgeable f** with me I murk you with these bars, that's the outcome And lately my dick's been harder than a lot of people's albums, peace [Outro: May Rock & Marshawn Lynch] Man, I just had to get some sh** off my chest But if you ain't rocking with it, then you ain't with it And if you can't take a joke then you really ain't with it Ay, I'm just here so I don't get fined