Yates

Ever since my cradle date, or my prenatal state
 I was blessed with the gift to disable hate
 With fatal takes on the mic is makin' my halo break
 And smash every lady workin' at Strange, call them my label-mates
 I throw the squad up, them I'ma pour ya broad up
 Genital, so plentiful, ya chemical's low but shot up
 Wishin' they'd slow the god up
 But I ain't trippin' when I rip I'm twitchin'
 They think that I be sniffing on Snow Tha Product
 Bitch I might be, this a nice key, to get ya hyphy
 Dick ya wifey, this for Ike
 Slice of sin or source if ya see somethin' slither slightly
 Step inside the surface of Strange, sir simply sight-see
 Spit the flow, get the dough, then I hit the hoe
 Mister irresistible twisted is this kiss the toes
 I'ma kick ya nose if one of ya pricks oppose
 I'm all he hates, 'cause I became a landmark like Ollie Gates
 Maudie's great, tall estate, y'all debate, nigga, call me Yates
 It's no challenge, it's no challenge at all
 When you up the bar, it gets below average
 Below average, killin' 'em, toetag 'em
 I'ma let you be great though
 I'ma let you be great though
 I'ma let you be great though
 But it ain't no stoppin' a Yates
 Lately I've been like fuck rap
 What? Did he say "fuck rap"?
 Oh no no, I'ma write in bold and plus caps
 FUCK RAP
 'Cause all these tough cats really don't have no nutsacks
 Trust that 'nough scratch does back much wackness
 Flush that shit
 Down with the gowns with the sounds for the clowns
 And not in a good way
 You can drown underground with the pounds
 When they gust that shit
 Oh so-lo we stole yo' hoes and dough negro we flow though
 Let the soul glow, mojo, nigga
 Pillowcase, over the head of the industry
 Illustrate, with my mouth and murders my ministry
 Seal the fate of my enemy, feel the way of my energy
 I heal the hate, facilitate
 Disc jockey's with scrilla make
 Them play your records until you break
 Radio ain't nothing but real estate
 It's still a fake deal of mates who ain't real awake
 But the mill is great, ain't no iller ape that can kill a Yates
 It's no challenge, it's no challenge at all
 When you up the bar, it gets below average
 Below average, killin' 'em, toetag 'em
 I'ma let you be great though
 I'ma let you be great though
 I'ma let you be great though
 But it ain't no stoppin' a Yates
 I can keep my head, while everybody losin' theirs
 More Marcus, I told you, don't start this debate
 I'm all arsenal friend
 We the medians like, you feedin' me in
 Tired of bein' with the intermediate
 Can't let the bullshit control the whole medium
 I done ran inside my meniscus
 I done out-rapped everybody Christmas
 So why in the hell would I fail?
 If I do, I'm just being Ezale
 Front line level, untamed, unchained
 After all this shit, I remain on lane, loser
 And that's what yo' ass get for hittin' that snoozer
 My brain is worth a few trillions, I don't get worked
 So my verses hurts when they send me to kill 'em
 I'm like Biblin' niggas, keepin' it blacker than Power Rangers
 But why the name Zachary?
 No leashes, I'm free sucker
 No reachin', no knee deep into mine
 Like a comprehension of lines
 Revisit them when you wanna hear that real wizard dim
 Young and timeless, elite science
 Prominent and flyin'
 And beat them beats to meet and greet but I conscience
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 I'ma let you be great though
 I'ma let you be great though
 I'ma let you be great though
 But it ain't no stoppin' a Yates