Yeah Yeah Yeah Freestyle

Lyrics

[Intro: Aasim & Big Mike] Streets is talkin', man (uh-oh) Gotta give 'em what they want, man Gotta do it one mo' time and It's the last time Aasim [Verse] I was born and bred to make bread thoroughbred breeder breath of a beast I breathe death to those who bring people palms Break bums' battle 'til they bleed on beats The bling-a-bling babble bullshit cause me to sleep So I rhyme for Big Pun, Big L, and Big Smalls Drain the crew 'bout to blow from the block to the booth Aas' is the new with the old, I'm takin' a plan Boostin' it up, polish it, and makin' it bold Bloodbaths burn bridges but the bigger the bang The more bombs ovеr Baghdadi run to Supane I love beautiful broads that could bar mе with brains And brag about it to they friends how I bend at they frames Blame Houdini and 'caine for this brand new threat As you browse through mixtapes to find the best of the best Stop at the first letter, of the alphabet Aasim the barbarian, I bobble the mind Enlighten the blind, bare me 'cause I brag too much And let the whole wide world know the industry sucks Verbal assault and battery our bass is corrupt To make a big, black clown lift up, but on a light side of things I bag bitches with big ol' butts, and let 'em Swing from my big ol' nuts, I drink big ol' Bottles of German beer and, clutch big nipples With my mouth like Bob Marley with a big ol' blunt That Bad Boy rep you got is just a big ol' front The road ahead got some big ol' bumps, I need to sit like Trump Behind a desk, with a suit and a tie Recruit a team, bake the cake without movin' a pie Ruin ya mind like designer drugs do us sometimes Your food for the mind is spoiled, and your flow's in a drought My flow is Holy Water, God where the gimmicks is out Your main chick swallow my tollers, let 'em live in her mouth She got a, beautiful back so I'm diggin' it out Basket, non-baller got broads by the boatload Bright future 'head, bamboos or the po'-po's Brainwashed rappers sound just like bozos I baboon 'em, harpoon 'em, shoot 'em like a swordfish And I'm not sick just yet, I'm only noxious Packin' a MAC, in the back, of the Ac, with a accurate Rap that'll attack like the maniac from my wrath I'm that nigga, sign that nigga Record labels sayin', "Go find that nigga" No chain, medallions to blind that nigga Nice with the words like rewind that nigga No Maybach, I'm in a Honda Accord That's all my small pockets could afford, fuck it I'm bored with the freestyles I'm switchin' up I'm doin' songs, dick, listen up, it's Aasim [Outro: Big Mike & Aasim] Tri-State (Yeah, Grind Music, nigga) We have a problem (Laugh now, cry later, niggas) Young Aasim (Topline Management, my nigga) Big Mike we ain't goin' nowhere (Aasim, Young Sav', Sean C, LV) Like it or love it, the underdogs is on top, bitches