[Beat produced by Ferdinand Sarnitz, lyrics by Mirakle] [Verse 1 Mirakle] Tunafishsticks I never do this, but I never do this, but Let me Tell a story, time I never do this, but, uh Let me tell the story Yo, I still remember Me and drugs, twentyten Talking late December He said I got the flow And not the fans I said uhhuh okay I know But I aint got no plans He said its easy Make a track a week Make sure you hit em With some cracking heat Put this little city On your back and keep Add a diamond seven tracks Kinda changed my life Then the crackflow plateaued I guess I felt the strife At least I got the people listening One more thing He gets the credit for my christening My moniker I talk about a life change There was another angle L.B. hit me with the Del Ray sample With that all combined A rap on my mind Im back on my grind Its MiraKLE Its MiraKLE I saiduh, I saiduh Its MiraKLE, who? Its MiraKLE I saiduh, I saiduh, uh I saiduh, unh, unh, hello Its Mirakillinello Ride around in a rental Rapping on that instrumental Like a money on my memo Bulgogi on my bento Rap is mad cause everything That I blow habanero Im a god, no Im a pharaoh Im just spitting this shit Dreaming of houses big enough To fit my whip in and shit We used to hit the court And get to kicking and shit Barbecue or burger With the chicken and shit Fishy stick in the crib The planner rated a classic He got a beat on the way That shit get buried in acid I do this shit on the deli What the fuck can you tell me If I aint making a hit I got yo bitch on a celly Thats erry week I do this erry week I could do this erry week, bitch [Laughter]
mirakle, saiduh, erry, week, unh