Pre Hook I dont scribble down these lyrics Lyrics scribble down me Im not laying down these beats Beats theyre laying down me When I open up my mouth people say please I dont call myself a rapper Rappers call themselves me Hook Now, who I be? Thats that Milkboy Hell yeah its all me Whip it til its cream boy Both on rap and on keys Thats that Milkboy Providing that D Whip it til its cream boy Still Im sippin olde Vers Who the fuck gets down Yeah, who the fuck gets down For the verbs and the nouns If youre deaf let this sound hit your chest, bootys hit the ground B B B Bounce Let me cover the ground of the basics Take you back to the core of the matrix They brought you knew kinky, welcome to the grove theres more to it then latex Bounce From a brick to an ounce To a clip for the rounds If you look then youll find That most people out here so very able but still lack a dime Now gather around See people embark on red pill Truth is that I feel most comfortable listning to Amityville while Im reading the the news bout the capital hill I can kill more then verses but you know I will The nicest, a pacifist still Pharmacies need to refill Prez should get a new town with a new house, on a new hill Pre Hook I dont scribble down these lyrics Lyrics scribble down me Im not laying down these beats Beats theyre laying down me When I open up my mouth people say please I dont call myself a rapper Rappers call themselves me Hook Now, who I be? Thats that Milkboy Hell yeah its all me Whip it til its cream boy Both on rap and on keys Thats that Milkboy Providing that D Whip it til its cream boy Still Im sippin olde Vers They tell me great minds think alike Tell me what do you think? If you minimise the words you dont write are you a shrink? You say Im brainwashed I agree I got a spotless mind Call me John Malkovich Im in it working hard on that shine Plus this grind gives me a feeling that its all intertwined I swipe my card time after time and boy its never declined If you think you paper is the game then hold up Theres rocks and scissors to, my hands are tied boy throw em up These bitches, bitches frontin in the booth thinking it makes them desirable No two wrongs dont make a right, two lies wont make you reliable If the truth hurts hit the blue pill maybe turn to the Bible Lets fight without rifles like MK Ultra ran their disciples, right? Pre Hook I dont scribble down these lyrics Lyrics scribble down me Im not laying down these beats Beats theyre laying down me When I open up my mouth people say please I dont call myself a rapper Rappers call themselves me Hook Now, who I be? Thats that Milkboy Hell yeah its all me Whip it til its cream boy Both on rap and on keys Thats that Milkboy Providing that D Whip it til its cream boy Still Im sippin olde
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