Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Mac n' Cheese, artist - Coops. Album song No Brainer, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 26.04.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: High Focus
Song language: English
Mac n' Cheese |
Yo, I was a boy in this', I hate these fake-rappers for their annoyingness |
No toyin' this, I’ll take you seriously when deployin' this |
Tactically, I’m hyperactively, I’m tryna stack this P (Money) |
Even though these funny man keep bitin' me like rappin' fleas |
So, what’s happenin' G’s? |
Man are makin' trash like Mackie D’s |
He’s tryna feed it to the public while I’m bakin' Mac 'n' Cheese |
That’s soul food — most these man, them ain’t got no clue |
Finna workin' brain but still can’t figure what that soul do (true) |
None of them real them more like tofu |
In fact their whole crew ain’t doin' what they’re supposed to |
I know you think that you’re on top of your game |
But that no Anthony from when I lock in my age (nope) |
The snipe accuracy, 'cause every fan do miraculously |
I’ll check out how I just rapped to this beat |
Packaged the sweet, that sounded deader than packets of meat |
That’s why they bangin' all my tracks in repeat |
See, 'cause they can’t do it the way I can do it |
So I say — yeah, you know it’s time I take it away (take it awa-ay) |
(yeah yeah, yeah yeah) |
See, 'cause they can’t do it the way I can do it |
So I say — yeah, you know it’s time I take it away (take it awa-ay) |
(yeah yeah, yeah yeah) |
Yo, so check my etiquette — separate, no, never be a replica |
Of anybody rappin' like me, for once I’m steppin' it |
That’s definite, I demand skill when I spill |
And you a pill, I ain’t rappin' at it just to get fuel |
That’s that, I’m tryna get onto these bars in my head |
Give you my soul and these labels still want an arm and a leg |
Barbin' it back, 'cause I’m tryna make these dreams come true |
You see this music is a drug and all my fiends are you (true) |
It’s nothin' new, in fact it’s real old-school |
This world’s still bein' run by some rural fools? |
That’s why I’m wreckin' my brain, 'cause I’m just tryna figure out what to do |
(okay!) |
Makin' up rap or music, 'til my people start to puke (yeah) |
Trust me, nobody’s save from, I’m comin' for you |
With that poison view — so quick, they send out they boys in blue, huh (true) |
Troublin' so much that we should sue, askin' who am I? |
Like, who the fuck are you? |
See, 'cause they can’t do it the way I can do it |
So I say — yeah, you know it’s time I take it away (take it awa-ay) |
(yeah yeah, yeah yeah) |
See, 'cause they can’t do it the way I can do it |
So I say — yeah, you know it’s time I take it away (time I take it awa-ay) |
(yeah yeah, yeah yeah) |
See, 'cause they can’t do it the way I can do it |
So I say — yeah, you know it’s time I take it away (take it awa-ay) |
(yeah yeah, yeah yeah) |
See, 'cause they can’t do it the way I can do it |
So I say — yeah, you know it’s time I take it away (take it awa-ay) |