PARTY FREESTYLE ft. MIC CHECK 1 TWO Lyrics

Once upon a time with my folks getting high at the park, yo call it the Oaks

They was in the cypher and my brother Smoke

They said yo I heard that shit you wrote, spit it dope

They was freestyle kicking it off the dome

I was over there acting like something was wrong

I hit the sticky icky guess it was home grown

Next thing was known that I started the zone

Since then I've been making a whole lot of poems

I mean I did this shit when I was a kid and now I'm just grown

See I got the red bulls making my shit go too fast

But that's okay cause I just passed a whole lot of grass

I done matured so now don't sit back and laugh on my ass

Playing games and shit just smash

No I'm trying to be over here trying to get a lot of cash

Like I was fast as flash on a fucking mad dash

Our superhero the justice league cause we ain't got no superpowers

Don't fuck with me with busts and threes

Like we was Kyrie or maybe even Steph like a treble clef

Gotta get the notes and I'm pushing all the buttons

Trying to get the funds and no lunch and discussions

All about trying to get our profits up

I don't give a fuck we ain't gotta talk to ya

Cause see the money be talking

They be stalking

Everybody thrashing

Some walking the walking

You really know I've been doing this since Walkmans

I mean to the diss men

Now I battle rap diss men

Diss men

They say be the champion

See they don't understand

Trying to be in a hemp thing

And trying not to be the one like Sam

I am green eggs and ham

I plan scams

Try to beat with the fan

When they see the bands

They be like God

Can't say it

Cause that'd be blasphemy

Try to be blessed

Trying to get the cash from me

Exactly

Cause it had to be

The Adam C

Spit this so nasty

G

Hat from me

Do it

Like the ones that's married

For like 50, 60 years

Before they be buried

I mean high school sweethearts

Grew up to see parts

Where they can move around the world like a speed art

With all the animals

Like I said on that last flow

But I can switch it up to another channel

So y'all can understand it

Oh

Didn't understand

Like I said we gotta really have the upper hand

Like when you push start on the game

Then you pause it and look at the map

See all the lames

Then you pull down on em

Let em know it's on it

They be the ones that not knowing that they opponents

But they be the ones be talking shit like on the media

But my people could come through

And just graffiti ya

Chop ya up

And do a whole lot of pieces

Cause and it be for the paper

We'll see ya later

More shots than on New Years

Come on

We coming through like old dudes through spares

Just to kill a lion

Man I ain't lying

Pressure we applying

Have your ass frying

Seeing ancestors you be flying

Ain't no denying

No use in trying

You gon' be sighing

Your fam gon' be prying

Me I'ma be over here chilling just spying

Getting real high

Be inciting

I don't even know I should get me a Heisman

Yeah that's a trophy

So hot shit they quote me

Know that the dope MC is just potency

Oh no it's where it's supposed to be

Far as like where y'all niggas supposed to be

See you're wishing

A wishing well

So I'ma wish you will

Like kiss and tell

I really wish you would

Like I was making a bet

Cause I be the type that'll fucking lay you down on the track

Like I was John Henry

Or maybe Paul Bunyan

I don't even know

Y'all shit is really like pumpkins

12 o'clock

That ain't no carriage

Cinderella over there

They ain't making no marriage

Got they slippers

And I'm a tripper

Matter of fact a flipper

So I can take the trippers

Shit got

Get my dog hands like a flipper

No type

See them all in

Moving the zipper

Yeah

And I'm moving them zippers

Gotta throw a couple

Fucking shit to the strippers

Nah I don't even do it

Looking at the big dipper

Meaning that BM in the stars

Yeah

Say that I didn't

Yeah and I be tripping

Call me the wishing

This is the mission

Hit women and henchmen

That's that big boy shit

Right when they thought I fucked it up

I brought it back quick

Like I was

A DJ

Battling eight

That was minutes to Saturday

Back when they was feeling great

Like

Totally tiger with false fakes

I do big schemes in my head

The boss is papes

I mean

I want shit

Where we all can skate

Like she said at Michigan

Where we all at lakes

With the crystals

Got pistols

For any issues

Let them know that it's official

Then that's the whistle

They just gonna miss you

Your family gonna kiss you

I'm gonna be the type

That makes you a tear through your tissue

Yeah

Sinister

Yeah they gonna miss you

But I gotta do this

You will get injured

Better like they enter

Skip them like pushing enter

And I was just sent to

Let you notice the center

Man I'm like the mentor

And they inside my dojo

Nobody's flow

Could go as loco as Lowe's though

No

That's an overdose

Totally Lowe's is the host with the most

It's like I got froze

With a ghost inside of my soul

Then it just rose

It's out of control

Then I suppose

That I could hold the glow

From the north south pole

Shit

Hot world

Gotta come out cold

Fucking heat is fucking my shit