Magumba Str. Freestyle

[Intro]
Straight from the dungeons of rap
Where fake niggers don't make it back

Classic (Average)
Leggo!

[Verse]
Fuck a car, I grab my vans and start rolling (yeah)
I'm finna be best, not Kelly Rowland (right)
Cause I've always lived my life as a custodian
But now making works of art worthy of the smithsonian (woo)
Watch me switch up
Going as hard as dick when it stands up
Being the De Deniro of the stanzas
Prima Ballerina doing her pretty dances
I think Freddie is about to crash, Tony Danza
Watch me progress to something after being a fucking nerd
Just don't let me excel to my powerpoint and leave you without a word
By then you niggers won't amount to shit (amount to shit)
Not even a fucking turd
When 16 ain't enough, I write another rhyme
When your 18 ain't enough, I give her 69
Just tell your chick don't blow up my line
Nothing else to say, okay next line
Wasting more saliva on these raps than niggers with speech impediments (right)
And when they act fresh, I throw em a fresh pack of mints
Oh, you're a badass, ay Puckerman?
I just throw Joey in the mix, where the hell you at? (where the hell you at nigga)
U niggers looking over the top like Pharrell's hat
Already have a light voice any auto-tune would make it flat
I already have your niggers bumping my shit
They real recognize real, what do you make of that?
Welcome to Magumba Street
Where every nigga acts fishy
And every bad bitch has a quarter ass like Nicki
Meet me, an unJoey Tribbiani with the ladies
But I still get the ebony maybes
Cocaine 80s
We go together like these crack babies
She went from hot to cold
Dont turn on the ACs (turn it off nigga)
HOC HOC, hate it when niggers gimme HOC
Hate it when these niggers act like HOV
Dont trust em, they fishy
Like eating anchovies

Magumba Street (State Of Mind) [x4]