Yine
Yine
Supe, supe, supa Yine
Azzfalt Milisha
Lace up your Timberlands put your favorite hoodie on
Ima be low key until all the snow gone
Hibernation, speaking in hypothetical
I do it for the passion thats why its more lyrical
Some hear a verse and some say it sound biblical
Yeah I spit like a ritual but this not spiritual
Ill individual when Im off them chemicals
Boscadine Jean infused with gin botanicals
Rhyme animal indeed, more stamina than thee
Opposition, benchmark set to me
Burn any other rapper that step to me
Live stream that jawn on Facebook or IG
As the wind blow colder expect dropped degrees
When the moon shine brightest my energy exceeds
If you see me in the streets then its time to feast
So don't be alarmed if you ever see my teeth
If you see me in the streets then its time to feast
So don't be alarmed if you ever see my teeth
When the moonlight touches the streets
That'll be the time that you will see me
I'm too low key, might see my teeth, when I feast
Ima beast, even raccoons gotta eat
Boscadine Raw cones no more blunts
Don't smoke tobacco cleaned out my lungs
Rocky Road ice cream and Crunch And Munch
Might hit a buffet for breakfast or lunch
Or eat another rapper if I get the hunch
You acting like The Wire when you really Brady Bunch
Whats up with people these days why they gotta stunt
Sometimes you can't home run and you gotta bunt
It's 2019 our president still Trump
I hope he get impeached he's an over privileged chump
A lot of people froggy but they will never jump
When they reality starts to shift that's not what they really want
Nag Champa burning from the back to the front
Burned a little sage so the spirits wont try to haunt
Social media make a lot of people straight up dumb
When I see them in person they forgot they had a tongue
When the moonlight touches the streets
That'll be the time that you will see me
I'm too low key, might see my teeth, when I feast
Ima beast, even raccoons gotta eat
Introverted, perverted, comic book nerdy
Mid thirties, do ya dirty if ya come against me
Scraping season in and you can come catch a blizzard
Body parts dismembered won't find til end of winter
Lyrical grand wizard up against novice beginners
I aint gotta even speak and I will be crowned the winner
Im taking body mass scary movie like Thinner
When its time to eat everything look like dinner
Excuse me, all these rappers go through me
They know Im the shit when they coming out the booty
Lyrically unruly, statements do nothing to me
Satisfaction in action no acting this not a movie
Headshot Call Of Duty no video game steez
Stay out in the cold too long you gon freeze
Birdbox on everybody TV screens, the irony
They eyes open but they still can't see
When the moonlight touches the streets
That'll be the time that you will see me
I'm too low key, might see my teeth, when I feast
Ima beast, even raccoons gotta eat
When the moonlight touches the streets
That'll be the time that you will see me
I'm too low key, might see my teeth, when I feast
Ima beast, even raccoons gotta eat
Even Raccoons Gotta Eat
When the moonlight touches
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Yine
Yine
Supe, supe, supa Yine
Azzfalt Milisha
Lace up your Timberlands put your favorite hoodie on
Ima be low key until all the snow gone
Hibernation, speaking in hypothetical
I do it for the passion thats why its more lyrical
Some hear a verse and some say it sound biblical
Yeah I spit like a ritual but this not spiritual
Ill individual when Im off them chemicals
Boscadine Jean infused with gin botanicals
Rhyme animal indeed, more stamina than thee
Opposition, benchmark set to me
Burn any other rapper that step to me
Live stream that jawn on Facebook or IG
As the wind blow colder expect dropped degrees
When the moon shine brightest my energy exceeds
If you see me in the streets then its time to feast
So don't be alarmed if you ever see my teeth
If you see me in the streets then its time to feast
So don't be alarmed if you ever see my teeth
When the moonlight touches the streets
That'll be the time that you will see me
I'm too low key, might see my teeth, when I feast
Ima beast, even raccoons gotta eat
Boscadine Raw cones no more blunts
Don't smoke tobacco cleaned out my lungs
Rocky Road ice cream and Crunch And Munch
Might hit a buffet for breakfast or lunch
Or eat another rapper if I get the hunch
You acting like The Wire when you really Brady Bunch
Whats up with people these days why they gotta stunt
Sometimes you can't home run and you gotta bunt
It's 2019 our president still Trump
I hope he get impeached he's an over privileged chump
A lot of people froggy but they will never jump
When they reality starts to shift that's not what they really want
Nag Champa burning from the back to the front
Burned a little sage so the spirits wont try to haunt
Social media make a lot of people straight up dumb
When I see them in person they forgot they had a tongue
When the moonlight touches the streets
That'll be the time that you will see me
I'm too low key, might see my teeth, when I feast
Ima beast, even raccoons gotta eat
Introverted, perverted, comic book nerdy
Mid thirties, do ya dirty if ya come against me
Scraping season in and you can come catch a blizzard
Body parts dismembered won't find til end of winter
Lyrical grand wizard up against novice beginners
I aint gotta even speak and I will be crowned the winner
Im taking body mass scary movie like Thinner
When its time to eat everything look like dinner
Excuse me, all these rappers go through me
They know Im the shit when they coming out the booty
Lyrically unruly, statements do nothing to me
Satisfaction in action no acting this not a movie
Headshot Call Of Duty no video game steez
Stay out in the cold too long you gon freeze
Birdbox on everybody TV screens, the irony
They eyes open but they still can't see
When the moonlight touches the streets
That'll be the time that you will see me
I'm too low key, might see my teeth, when I feast
Ima beast, even raccoons gotta eat
When the moonlight touches the streets
That'll be the time that you will see me
I'm too low key, might see my teeth, when I feast
Ima beast, even raccoons gotta eat
Even Raccoons Gotta Eat
When the moonlight touches
Yine
Supe, supe, supa Yine
Azzfalt Milisha
Lace up your Timberlands put your favorite hoodie on
Ima be low key until all the snow gone
Hibernation, speaking in hypothetical
I do it for the passion thats why its more lyrical
Some hear a verse and some say it sound biblical
Yeah I spit like a ritual but this not spiritual
Ill individual when Im off them chemicals
Boscadine Jean infused with gin botanicals
Rhyme animal indeed, more stamina than thee
Opposition, benchmark set to me
Burn any other rapper that step to me
Live stream that jawn on Facebook or IG
As the wind blow colder expect dropped degrees
When the moon shine brightest my energy exceeds
If you see me in the streets then its time to feast
So don't be alarmed if you ever see my teeth
If you see me in the streets then its time to feast
So don't be alarmed if you ever see my teeth
When the moonlight touches the streets
That'll be the time that you will see me
I'm too low key, might see my teeth, when I feast
Ima beast, even raccoons gotta eat
Boscadine Raw cones no more blunts
Don't smoke tobacco cleaned out my lungs
Rocky Road ice cream and Crunch And Munch
Might hit a buffet for breakfast or lunch
Or eat another rapper if I get the hunch
You acting like The Wire when you really Brady Bunch
Whats up with people these days why they gotta stunt
Sometimes you can't home run and you gotta bunt
It's 2019 our president still Trump
I hope he get impeached he's an over privileged chump
A lot of people froggy but they will never jump
When they reality starts to shift that's not what they really want
Nag Champa burning from the back to the front
Burned a little sage so the spirits wont try to haunt
Social media make a lot of people straight up dumb
When I see them in person they forgot they had a tongue
When the moonlight touches the streets
That'll be the time that you will see me
I'm too low key, might see my teeth, when I feast
Ima beast, even raccoons gotta eat
Introverted, perverted, comic book nerdy
Mid thirties, do ya dirty if ya come against me
Scraping season in and you can come catch a blizzard
Body parts dismembered won't find til end of winter
Lyrical grand wizard up against novice beginners
I aint gotta even speak and I will be crowned the winner
Im taking body mass scary movie like Thinner
When its time to eat everything look like dinner
Excuse me, all these rappers go through me
They know Im the shit when they coming out the booty
Lyrically unruly, statements do nothing to me
Satisfaction in action no acting this not a movie
Headshot Call Of Duty no video game steez
Stay out in the cold too long you gon freeze
Birdbox on everybody TV screens, the irony
They eyes open but they still can't see
When the moonlight touches the streets
That'll be the time that you will see me
I'm too low key, might see my teeth, when I feast
Ima beast, even raccoons gotta eat
When the moonlight touches the streets
That'll be the time that you will see me
I'm too low key, might see my teeth, when I feast
Ima beast, even raccoons gotta eat
Even Raccoons Gotta Eat
When the moonlight touches
Writer: Brian Shelton
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid