YUCK!

HOOK

YUCK! What's the fuss?
Motherfuckers only rappin' for the buzz
Shit is all good till they outta luck
Imma be here when they self-destruct x2

VERSE
Live in the cut
I'm that barber straight lining em up
Get these guys off stage
Swine in the mud
Never gave a fuck about a fame but
I could adjust (yo)
YO- the game is underaged now
Kids like five and above
How could you win when there's five of us? (yo ya yo)
You got no chance fam
You diced up, die slumped for like five bucks
Won't see for me like five months
Y'all can challenge me like Van Dam
But y'all my sons, fuck with ya vision
Enough to tuck ya eyes and dash (and dash and dash)
I got them ironclad raps
It's like mixing fire with cyanide gas
Hard enough to split diamond like glass

HOOK x2