Mr. Wolf
Title | Mr. Wolf |
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Artist | Aeshis |
Album | New Day |
Release Date | 2021-06-29 |
Description | ? |
Lyrics | [Verse 1] I spit the shit that make you doubt your flow and over listen Your show is missing over dosing on a old prescription And shoulders you got a chip I got a shoulder missle My flow is golden you been holding onto older pencils You ain't a killer You're still learning how to walk Lines is weak, cheap shots While OG's is lined in chalk Trying to talk Sense to them but nobody’s conving them We sent to them some synonyms so sentences were sibilant And ever since they’re siblings been bumping all the sinning shit And in this shit we find the kind of vibe that fits thе ignorant I hit your line and by the time you bitchеs get to it I switch the rhyme so now it’s out your other hand I flow in hopes to open up the doors to mother land Them other brothers wouldn’t even hope to find this hand Let alone play it I say it don’t spray it I travel through the universe to prove to you I made it Then flew through my creatives Taking loops through outer space and Shit it’s beautiful for you to pull a line from my arrangement [Chorus] Mr. Wolf Mr. Mr. Mr. Wolf Mr. Wolf Mr. Wolf Mr. Wolf Mr. Wolf Mr. Wolf Mr. Mr. Mr. Wolf Mr. Wolf Mr. Wolf Mr. Wolf Mr. Wolf Mr. Wolf Mr. Mr. Mr. Wolf Mr. Wolf Mr. Wolf Mr. Wolf Mr. Wolf Mr. Wolf Mr. Mr. Mr. Wolf Mr. Wolf Mr. Wolf Mr. Wolf Mr. Wolf [Verse 2] Cause no one spits linguistic like me No one really flips the sick shit like spike lee I heard a bitch was really out here trying to fight me Well pull up when you see me then and maybe I’ll see Leave you rapped up like woolen clothes And leave your body lined up with bullet holes Smoking barrells like they backwoods And this pistol gonna teach you how to act good You better watch your back Cause Imma sneak attack And pull up on you out of nowhere like the evil bat Like the eagle on the feeble rat You shouldn’t get inside the booth if you can’t even rap Cause everybody wants to bite my style But not like everybody could write my rhyme Or fight my crime shit homie light that line And puff puff pass if you want half my time You gotta be high to reach half my height And you gotta be lying if you think I’m fine I put the city on M A A D I And even if you blind you could still see why I’m You might also like[Chorus] Mr. Wolf Mr. Mr. Mr. Wolf Mr. Wolf Mr. Wolf Mr. Wolf Mr. Wolf Mr. Wolf Mr. Mr. Mr. Wolf Mr. Wolf Mr. Wolf Mr. Wolf Mr. Wolf Mr. Wolf Mr. Mr. Mr. Wolf Mr. Wolf Mr. Wolf Mr. Wolf Mr. Wolf Mr. Wolf Mr. Mr. Mr. Wolf Mr. Wolf Mr. Wolf Mr. Wolf Mr. Wolf [Verse 3] Don’t get me pissed off at the club Yeah you know I box but I don’t need the glove To take a sock, is to take away my love You never had it though Cause you a addict bro I bring the 90’s boom bap with an anecdote I’m the youngest of all of my opponents So it’s embarassing no one’s come the closest To showing up or showing off nah I’m joking But forreal nobody got me in this game cause I’m focused And ya’ll are bogus Couple rappers I respect thats the quota We got 4n and Tiba, Abyusif and Wegz and Felukah and Hesha, Lege-cy anyone them want a feature Nobody else is a possible reach-a Your top ten they would kill for teacher Like me, fresh I see Straight from the 90’s like fresh Ice-T Then kill on that multi syllabic shit And spill all the guns in the attic bitch It’s fun, I don’t really do rapping but I’ll still crush your favorite while laughing Cause what’s my name? [Chorus] Mr. Wolf Mr. Mr. Mr. Wolf Mr. Wolf Mr. Wolf Mr. Wolf Mr. Wolf Mr. Wolf Mr. Mr. Mr. Wolf Mr. Wolf Mr. Wolf Mr. Wolf Mr. Wolf Mr. Wolf Mr. Mr. Mr. Wolf Mr. Wolf Mr. Wolf Mr. Wolf Mr. Wolf Mr. Wolf Mr. Mr. Mr. Wolf Mr. Wolf Mr. Wolf Mr. Wolf Mr. Wolf |