5 Foot Assassin Lyrics

Mac Miller

Non-album songs

Lyrics to 5 Foot Assassin
5 Foot Assassin Video:
You on point Phife?
Once again Tip
You on point Phife?
Once again Tip
You on point Phife?
Once again Tip
Ha-ha-ha
Watch me bust they shit
Okay
You on point Phife?
Once again Tip
You on point Phife?
Once again Tip
You on point Phife?
Once again Tip
Ha-ha-ha
Watch me bust they shit
Okay

Everybody out ?? 10 off of the wall
It's the Phife Diggy Dawg on the ??
Kicking rhymes, kicking beats just strictly for the streets
And if it's Burger King ??
A little hip-hop from the tip of the top of the dome
Make the sucker MC's wanna go home
Whether you're from that place or whether you're from this place
I'm straight from New York, but Atlanta is my main place
Check out the style as I kick it like what ever
My rhyme style is ill, plus my brother is twice clever
So check it how I kick it one time for your mind
??? daddy crew coming thru'

You on point Phife?
Once again Tip
You on point Phife?
Once again Tip
You on point Phife?
Once again Tip
Ha-ha-ha
Watch me bust they shit
Okay

This is the year that I come in and just devastate
My style is great ask your peoples can I dominate?
My rhymes are harder than last night's erection
Don't play me close, I'll have this mic up in your rear section
My shit is lovely simply meaning that my joint is tight
Amping up the mic making sure production's tight
Sometimes I might catch a severe case of writer's block
But by the end of the day you'll be on my jock
My name's Malik my hobby's putting MC's to the test
And if you front I'll put my foot up in your freaking chest
Freestyle fanatic, and never will it ever stop
You crew is loose, you might just want to call the cops

You on point Phife?
Once again Tip
You on point Phife?
Once again Tip
You on point Phife?
Once again Tip
Ha-ha-ha
Watch me bust they shit
Okay

Been in the studio for so long
That's like a reward to me, people appreciating it, I like it
Besides, them buyin' our records
Coming out and see us play

Most of you suckers wanna be down for the tag along
The freaking fame, someone tell em that this shit ain't games
You gots to do this from your heart meaning your inner soul
And if it's real only then will you be on a roll
I try to stay on top my game there ain't no time to lose
Four albums deep as a Quester but still we payin' dues
So hear me out one time, you gots to be yourself
Cause if you ain't yourself you end up by your freaking self
I'm coming rugged with the Linden Boule type of slang
And yo, we'll see who can hang yo

You on point Tip?
Yo once again Phife
You on point Tip?
Yo once again Phife
You on point Tip?
Yo once again Phife
Ayo, that kid is marvelous

'Cause if you ain't yourself you end up by your friggin' self
'Cause if you ain't yourself you end up by your friggin' self
'Cause if you ain't yourself you end up by your friggin' self
'Cause if you ain't yourself you end up by your friggin' self
'Cause if you ain't yourself you end up by your friggin' self
'Cause if you ain't yourself you end up by your friggin' self
'Cause if you ain't yourself you end up by your friggin' self
'Cause if you ain't yourself you end up by your friggin' self
Songwriters:
Publisher:
Powered by LyricFind