Lyrics Syzygy - Mickey Factz

Syzygy

This mixtape is a movie, homie it ain’t a hoax
Y-3 is the Richard gear I payed the most
People were happy for real after I gave them dope
The hating folks appeared my thoughts made them
No Disney, it’s Mickey baby you taking notes?
These are Wes Craven quotes
Fans are addicts
But even the people under the stairs still like to blaze a Roach
Thats Swayze and Jamie but shouts to Rae and Ghost
Respecting the legend showing my gratitude
Spit lines all over the globe check out my latitude
It’s sabbatical try to be thug
Drop the attitude lost up in the streets
And chose a different avenue
Y, Y-not was hot
Here go the trilogy
Word to the sun, earth and the moon
This is a Syzygy
Drop the beat.
Wait a minute, you kidding me?
There’s 3 Y’s in the word Syzygy peep the synergy
My style very bold
I’m the shht, that’s a library flow
Heart breaker like a Tom Petty show
Yeah, you got nominated, awards for one zero like a binary code
Warrior like Stephen, Klay with better aim
The whole game I better to play and never stray
For two quarters you probably sit on the bench
You a ghost on the court that’s the power of 50 cent
Facts highway I get clothes free
So I quit shopping for cold turkey on Black Friday
So don’t get left over trying to act suave
The Benz covered in that that’s a black padre
My man lost feelings selling coke
Call that nova cane
No infrared’s, just Blu-rays like a Sony game
I know you dane get the coldest brain
It was a victory nothing for 30 seconds
Baby I overcame
Yeah, get em' Mick
Get these motherpunkers B
B X stand up
Lets go!
In ‘95 I had a bed in a shelter
In '99 my aunt said I’m a failure
In '08 I swear wasn’t a game
Had the people searching for links
I’m the Legend of Zelda
Your girl fell for a leader hope you not upset
Soon as I let your girl in that I got her wet
And she was dripping
Your honey was a slide
She was starving for attention so I hung her out the dry
Born in July with this passive cadence
Watch my peers graduate and pass my placement
Radiation, deterioration, crabs is hating
But I’m sick my time is coming, that’s my cancer patience
Me and my brother cause havoc, so I’m Cyclops
High beam without the visine when I drop
Need to be the one in the fly slot, like I hate Vietnamese food
I ain’t going for the Thai spot
Lace my Yohji’s
After Y, that’s why not?
Cameras on me for the third time, that’s a tripod
I write liquor flows and draft beer
The fans hear if you have ears, come give Mick a lobe
Ambidextrous, tag team
Drawing both hands on a bars like a trapeze artist
Corvette with many peso
Vocal tailor y’all move when I say so
Inverted triangle on the overcoat
I feel like Forrest Gump when he lost polio
That’s was too straight forward
Let me space out
I’m glad that I had the gumption to break out
If you ain’t catch that bar
It’s time to OD
Brace yourself
Gump Shin is what broke free