Hi... I'm a product of best times
I'm the kind of idiotic into techn9ne
You know I'm special my embryonic head shines
Big up the people with arthritis that get by
Life's a rollercoaster most definitely
Going round an round like I'm doped on amphetamines
Proud ain't ya I need loads of therapy
Bitch don't lecture me you want my scrotum sexually
Don't deny it you getting ballsy Ha ha ain't it I'll be spitting on raw beats
Getting you to tell ya mom I'm wishing you abort me
Cause I'm getting dicked frickin orally
You are now that's the truth
Rappers came in the game thinking that ya ass is loose
To f*ck you with the stamina of a brute
They even nick named you Janet the masseuse
Come up off of whose name
And Send shots at whose frame
And beat who at whose game
And switch into whose lane
Make you feel sad and say damn like ya Hussain
Mayday to authentic so I can't do 2 face
Come up off of whose name
And Send shots at whose frame
And beat who at whose game
And switch into whose lane
Make you feel sad and say damn like ya Hussain
Mayday to authentic so I can't do 2 face
People don't like me I don't really care
Maybe cause I'm motivated to be a millionaire
People debating about the Kardashians but erm
Not about the Amazon or government killing air
Well maybe all hopes lost but not for me
Cause when my shoulders locked an obsolete
I'll lower my fingers force my eyes to cross over like this
Still screaming at ya hoes yo don't f*ck with me
Ni hao look it's Mr Ling, an his crazy sister Kim
That got run over now she got blistered skin
The bitch is thin drinking piss from tins
She said come to my restaurant
Come on prick my tofu fresh ya want
Then pay me at my awful hair salon
An we talk about the whore Stefflon
And I'm like nah never
Come up off of whose name
And Send shots at whose frame
And beat who at whose game
And switch into whose lane
Make you feel sad and say damn like ya Hussain
Mayday to authentic so I can't do 2 face
Come up off of whose name
And Send shots at whose frame
And beat who at whose game
And switch into whose lane
Make you feel sad and say damn like ya Hussain
Mayday to authentic so I can't do 2 face
Myrikal - Authentic (feat. Mayday) Lyrics
Myrikal - Authentic (feat. Mayday) Lyrics
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Hi... I'm a product of best times
I'm the kind of idiotic into techn9ne
You know I'm special my embryonic head shines
Big up the people with arthritis that get by
Life's a rollercoaster most definitely
Going round an round like I'm doped on amphetamines
Proud ain't ya I need loads of therapy
Bitch don't lecture me you want my scrotum sexually
Don't deny it you getting ballsy Ha ha ain't it I'll be spitting on raw beats
Getting you to tell ya mom I'm wishing you abort me
Cause I'm getting dicked frickin orally
You are now that's the truth
Rappers came in the game thinking that ya ass is loose
To f*ck you with the stamina of a brute
They even nick named you Janet the masseuse
Come up off of whose name
And Send shots at whose frame
And beat who at whose game
And switch into whose lane
Make you feel sad and say damn like ya Hussain
Mayday to authentic so I can't do 2 face
Come up off of whose name
And Send shots at whose frame
And beat who at whose game
And switch into whose lane
Make you feel sad and say damn like ya Hussain
Mayday to authentic so I can't do 2 face
People don't like me I don't really care
Maybe cause I'm motivated to be a millionaire
People debating about the Kardashians but erm
Not about the Amazon or government killing air
Well maybe all hopes lost but not for me
Cause when my shoulders locked an obsolete
I'll lower my fingers force my eyes to cross over like this
Still screaming at ya hoes yo don't f*ck with me
Ni hao look it's Mr Ling, an his crazy sister Kim
That got run over now she got blistered skin
The bitch is thin drinking piss from tins
She said come to my restaurant
Come on prick my tofu fresh ya want
Then pay me at my awful hair salon
An we talk about the whore Stefflon
And I'm like nah never
Come up off of whose name
And Send shots at whose frame
And beat who at whose game
And switch into whose lane
Make you feel sad and say damn like ya Hussain
Mayday to authentic so I can't do 2 face
Come up off of whose name
And Send shots at whose frame
And beat who at whose game
And switch into whose lane
Make you feel sad and say damn like ya Hussain
Mayday to authentic so I can't do 2 face
I'm the kind of idiotic into techn9ne
You know I'm special my embryonic head shines
Big up the people with arthritis that get by
Life's a rollercoaster most definitely
Going round an round like I'm doped on amphetamines
Proud ain't ya I need loads of therapy
Bitch don't lecture me you want my scrotum sexually
Don't deny it you getting ballsy Ha ha ain't it I'll be spitting on raw beats
Getting you to tell ya mom I'm wishing you abort me
Cause I'm getting dicked frickin orally
You are now that's the truth
Rappers came in the game thinking that ya ass is loose
To f*ck you with the stamina of a brute
They even nick named you Janet the masseuse
Come up off of whose name
And Send shots at whose frame
And beat who at whose game
And switch into whose lane
Make you feel sad and say damn like ya Hussain
Mayday to authentic so I can't do 2 face
Come up off of whose name
And Send shots at whose frame
And beat who at whose game
And switch into whose lane
Make you feel sad and say damn like ya Hussain
Mayday to authentic so I can't do 2 face
People don't like me I don't really care
Maybe cause I'm motivated to be a millionaire
People debating about the Kardashians but erm
Not about the Amazon or government killing air
Well maybe all hopes lost but not for me
Cause when my shoulders locked an obsolete
I'll lower my fingers force my eyes to cross over like this
Still screaming at ya hoes yo don't f*ck with me
Ni hao look it's Mr Ling, an his crazy sister Kim
That got run over now she got blistered skin
The bitch is thin drinking piss from tins
She said come to my restaurant
Come on prick my tofu fresh ya want
Then pay me at my awful hair salon
An we talk about the whore Stefflon
And I'm like nah never
Come up off of whose name
And Send shots at whose frame
And beat who at whose game
And switch into whose lane
Make you feel sad and say damn like ya Hussain
Mayday to authentic so I can't do 2 face
Come up off of whose name
And Send shots at whose frame
And beat who at whose game
And switch into whose lane
Make you feel sad and say damn like ya Hussain
Mayday to authentic so I can't do 2 face
Writer: A.S Myrikal, Mayo Mayday
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid