Holy Law

Ayo, I’m more than a hype man
Check out how I write man
I’m so relevant like a prize fighters right hand
You don’t believe me then just show me to the mic stand
And I’mma rip it like a fat man’s pants
Dance if you want to
I don’t care what y’all do
I’m doing me, so I have no time to watch you
Ooh! Oh yes the Cult’s so wicked
Venomous type spit every time that I spit it
I’m committed to this game
I ain’t stressing none of these dames
Just be step out my lane or I have to kill again
On the mic, I’m so right then prove me wrong
None of y’all can do that harm
And if not just sing along
‘Cause my song’s so original
Everything is digital
I’ll throw you in some nouns predicates and some syllables
You jiggaboos

So yo, get out my way
Ain’t no more that I can say
Anybody wanna battle Culture Free?
We can do that here today
I’ve got lyrics for you mimics that the boy can give away
Kids I’m way above your level so there ain’t no need to play
Irate is my flow
Said you didn’t? Now you know
When it comes to doin’ this I can easily mash your show
Let it go, let me flow, where him at, where my dough
I don’t want to rock with you ‘cause I know you’re so-so
Ayo, I’m the best, keep it real, none can test
I’ve got hollow point lyrics that will roll right through your vest
Make a mess of your career
Make you drop your ginger beer
You might think I’m over there
But I’m really over here
Young square