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lirik lagu mutant academy – ‘off top’ freestyle – mutant academy

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[intro: fly anakin]
yo, it’s mutant academy
i’m fly anakin
muhf*ckin’ off top, season 4, top shelf premium
ayo

[verse 1: fly anakin]
yuh
knocked son down like act poof
don’t make my n*gga fly an ak in, the silent shoot
my grass roots connected to the gas loops, making my head boost
sober money, scribbling all the truths
so my handy dandy selling bud to billy and madison
y’all off the xan sheets, lost like remotes in bed sheets
they had enough work to make the feds skeet, read em and weep
bet on the phone, steal from turfs have you weak, capiche?
you got the bag or what? heh
ratchet f*cks still rockin’ gucci like it’s ’09, you mad stuck
city train n*ggas, i still f*ck with you
they the typе to shout with they pistol, marvellous the way thеy hit you
oh, god flow, the holy mac of rulers, my set
we racing mindsets, making your books, go get set
abort before the soldiers deploy
i ain’t ever had sh*t, shooting dice, taking monkeys to war
no full course meals on the pad
but i’m still eating cereal for dinner, this sh*t is not for beginners
i be on top till it’s finished, get replenished
what’s the magnitude of popping on you?
my hood b*tch like a madder tool
i added the two, she mad know but f*ck it, average’ll do’s
i got a girl too, i had to be rude
sh*t, i ain’t f*cking with you
b*tch, yo
[intermission: tenny lo]
yo, tenny lo
richmond sh*t
off top, season 4
top shelf premium, what up?

[verse 2: tenny lo]
ayo
finna frost him up
big ring leaders, the top secret thug
fur bucci chiller, orenthal with the murder glove
louis slug, been dead nice since it was dead mic
biggity*black riggity*rap, n*ggas go get your bread right
mad sauce like iceberg, lettuce with garlic croutons
grandmomma’s oven, n*gga lucky if he lukewarm
i stand still, watch y’all n*ggas sit at a standstill
ran sk!ll will equate master, clearing the landfill
k!ll the noise, reign supreme, orbit filling voids
my true identity hidden inside secret tabloids with ill poise
masquerading several moons with marauders
he got your back and i’ll shift a n*gga posture
new n*gga stuffing bottles at ramada’s, want a problem?
then i pull up in a lincoln, it lookin’ like it light up at the opera
this is real street knowledge, raising for my chakras
rose from the concrete with real street knowledge
what?
[intermission: big kahuna og]
ow
aight, gotta follow up with that?
aight
holly black skeem team worldwide
oh, yeah

[verse 3: big kahuna og]
look, yo
can’t put a label on us, location onus
materialising your headquarters, choke the label on us
make em wanna die, they stay alive for intell
my b*tch usually play the crib like chi*chi, i made the drop
the smell of blood permeating [?]
could’ve sworn my shawty was stronger, she booked out with the ride
still tight like [?]
swear to god, i couldn’t make it farther without my credit card
my armor car, [?]
[?]

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