Ow Yeah!

By Spydee Matter

Released on January 23, 2017

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Came for the plaque, i strike the mic like Michael when he block Shaq

The quarterback of rap, i close my eyes when snap the ball

Better fly to Nepal to get this skills cause i got the same vision Buddha’s thinking about when he envisioned life; something that the petty motherfuckers never heard of

Damn.. pardon my ego, sometimes i kinda show off

Ku rampok waktu, dan kata kata ku todong yang masih omong kosong, sini ayo ngobrol, woy

Banyak melolong, walau tingkahmu kosong,semacam dengkul yang sudah kopong

Ambil beceng teropong & bidik balik yang masih pada goblok, yang mungkin saja orangtuanya perlu kondom

I go hard, berlari bawa obor, laron will see the glow & go along

It bugs me when you're living autopilot, quite like robot; Living like you're not even the master of your own, Jack style off like Don Jon

Back on that long train

Quality

Maintain

The pen game too shiny like that balmain

Looking for green, cause the team need that champagne

Word play surreal like David Blaine brain game

The flow came out the womb from music that you play, hey

Be yonce, making hot sauce cause we slay slay

So replay the music & study who i portray, who play the game like everyday could be the last day

Menulis Book of Eli, every word, bullseye

I'm one of the first to fly on a verse like michael when he airwalk

You gotta observe before you can swerve it like michael when he walk

I got that MJ guap

Padawan looking on that moonwalk flow, yall’ hands got thrown up, heads got blown up make that bitch wet like we work out with this dick, gon poke you to that G spot, i’m in too deep, bitch I'll never gonna pull out