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[Verse 1]
Big Mack D in the building
Everybody gon’ put they hands to the ceiling
I’m ’bout to kill it how you know I got that feeling
Two Glocks locked we call that double wielding
I’m the big man and you all just children
Living in the big world I got it in my palm
Poetry in motion when I write this song
New rap religion my raps is like psalms
Spreading the peace droppin’ bars not bombs
I talk about it all cause it’s all on my mind
24/8 I’m on my grind
I’m the best in my city cause there’s no competition
I don’t talk to my haters cause they all just bitchin’
And the haters gon’ hate but they eventually come around
Once they see that a rapper can make it from our town
Flow on fire my rap sparks your desire
Ride in my plane I can take you all higher
Please don’t hate you all please just listen
To know how it feels to be in my position
To be in my shoes have you all heard the news
That this new boy is no longer singing blues
I’m bruisin’ offenses coming next fall
I don’t know where I’m going after all
Probably going to a UW
Quarterbacks hide cause I’m coming after you
Runnningbacks be scared, don’t even dare
To run my way I’ll fuck you up Saturday
That’s how I play, muthafuckin’ ruthless
Tear out ya heart, and leave you toothless
[Verse 2]
I’m coming for the game
Fuck the fame
All fear the muthafuckin’ Mack D train
They say they fear what they don’t understand
I want paper stacks, hundred thou’ grand
I need money, not being funny
College tuition putting me behind
Late registration shit I’m on my grind
I’m starvin’ for beats but these lyrics are golden
Mack Daddy never soon will be foldin’
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