Sounds of the Skeng

Album: Single release only (2019)
Charted: 20
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    And it's like

    Five whole years on a circuit
    Every single year I merk it (every single year)
    I switch flows, they jerk it
    I flip more, then reverse it (woo, woo)
    Told bro, "reimburse it"
    I just hope that it's worth it (gimme that, gimme that)
    'Cause if I slap a bitch arse nigga I'ma make it look (perfect)
    I'ma make it look perfect, cah he probably deserves it
    See, old school Mike just splurges
    Please don't let him re-surface (word, word)
    They go the fastest (fastest), I go the furthest (zoom, zoom)
    And a nigga been the hardest (part)
    And I bun all my verses

    Man might kick off your face, I'm worst
    Man might leave with your babes, I'm burst
    Man just bad up the place and merk
    Them man lift up a wasteman skirt
    You man ain't been entirely truthful, have you?
    I know the truth can hurt
    I know that, I know my two hands work
    I know that, I know I do man dirt
    Flipz said "'low me again, 'low me again", this that
    (Sound of the-) Sounds of the Skeng
    I move foul with my friends, foul with the pen
    Don't start howlin' again
    My dogs them are different
    Nigga, I am Mr. Skeng, spot the difference
    Big Mike, don't need no assistance
    So please give a nigga some distance
    Name a nigga that's this consistent

    You man just love beggin' it too much
    You man love the Americans too much
    I do the most, but it's never been too much
    Go coast to coast, and I never get moved up, facts (facts, facts, facts)
    We talkin' racks (racks, racks), we talkin' plaques (plaques), or stats
    Ayy, rude boy, you do the math
    Aight, look, look, G in the south, but I live in the sticks now
    Really been about, but they think I'm a prick now
    Got a little money, and a couple of BRITs now
    Big for my boot, but it's funny, it fits now
    The sauce don't stick to my swag, it drips now
    You niggas thought you were bad, you're piss now
    Cah that boy got to the bag, you're rich now
    I hope you niggas know what it is now
    But man might

    Kick off your face, I'm worst
    Man might leave with your babes, I'm burst
    Man just bad up the place and merk
    Them man lift up a wasteman skirt
    You man ain't been entirely truthful, have you?
    I know the truth can hurt
    I know that, I know my two hands work
    I know that, I know I do man dirt
    Flipz said "'low me again, 'low me again", this that
    (Sound of the-) Sounds of the Skeng
    I move foul with my friends, foul with the pen
    Don't start howlin' again
    My dogs them are different
    Nigga, I am Mr. Skeng, spot the difference
    Big Mike, don't need no assistance
    So please give a nigga some distance
    Name a nigga that's this consistent

    Name a nigga that's this on point (on point)
    Froze, wrist on point (on point)
    For the trolls, fist on point (on point)
    Get your pose and your list on point
    Wait there, little niggas wanna diss this joint (alright)
    They tryna figure, "like what is this joint?" (alright)
    Me and Flip'll come and flip this joint (come on)
    My spliff big like Misty's joint (come on)
    Lil' niggas can't hit this joint
    And I knew it was a banger when I ripped this joint and
    Man talk dirt on my name
    But the truth is, they're not realistic points
    I'm bigger in person, whippin' excursion
    My niggas whip this joint
    Don't talk like president Flipz this joint
    Real niggas gonna dig this joint but

    Man might kick off your face, I'm worst
    Man might leave with your babes, I'm burst
    Man just bad up the place and merk
    Them man lift up a wasteman skirt
    You man ain't been entirely truthful, have you?
    I know the truth can hurt
    I know that, I know my two hands work
    I know that, I know I do man dirt
    Flipz said "'low me again, 'low me again", this that
    (Sound of the-) Sounds of the Skeng
    I move foul with my friends, foul with the pen
    Don't start howlin' again
    My dogs them are different
    Nigga, I am Mr. Skeng, spot the difference
    Big Mike, don't need no assistance
    So please give a nigga some distance
    Name a nigga that's this consistent Writer/s: Karl Joseph, Michael Omari Owuo Junior
    Publisher: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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