SAME OLD SHIT | Mykel Hawk Music

Ayo I lace every track I don't just rap I produce too
They want placements and plaques I got to have what I'm used to
I need something dramatic a groove that low key and manic
Show me kicks that's volcanic slick licks and organic
Rhythms that never been quantized but stick like pecan pies
I 'm filling pages of bars using the minimum font size
Want highs, I got those but also I drop lows
All so my vatos can floss at their car shows
Flows like this have become exceedingly rare
Most of y'all ain't saying shit man you're just heating the air
So many rappers that's pussy and Mike is beating it bare
Til they get sappy and mushy cause I ain't treating 'em fair
They can't compete or compare their whole aesthetic is synthetic
I ride the beat like kinetics man every sentence authentic
And if I said it I meant it I'm a descendant of Hip-Hop
A permanent resident you tenants making a pit stop
When this shit drop the genre gaining a classic
I'm magic with the imagery my novels are graphic
For those that marvel at the symmetry that flows through the planet
I'm composing a symphony that your mind can inhabit
If you find it elaborate just rewind and re-listen
Until you do understand it and you're in line with the vision
The block hot with crimewaves get caught drop the dime
Brave to talk walking sideways just stop

I been on my way
I been out chasing the wrong shine
But I know you need it
So I'm turning up the heat on every flame I spit
Hey, I know you been waiting a long time
I never meant to leave you out stuck dealing
With the same old shit

I'll admit it for a minute I'd committed to quit
When I got hit with the urge to spit I just resisted the shit
But it persisted insisted I grip the nearest mic and lift it
Get to rippin emcees be in their britches all shitting
These traditions been written y'all committing high treason
What y'all doing is different we call this Rap for a reason
Boom-Bap expertise in 2020 come get it
Grab opportunities neck every time it's presented
They say he's dumb with the flow and they impressed by the thousands
Ladies come to show and pull their breasts out their blouses
When they press on the trousers they're impressed and aroused
This brunette checking texts getting threats from her spouse
I told her get to your house and stop avoiding your sweety
They got upset and announced that he's annoying and needy
This scene is always repeating in every city we hit
Y'all need to turn off the TV and squeeze her titties a bit
Tell your girl that she's pretty say something witty and slick
Slip off her bikini and give her kitty a lick
Quit saying idiot shit like you been grinding on a mixtape
And as soon as you get signed you'll both be dining on strip steak
You don't got what this shit takes and she can see it in your movement
You been rhyming since sixth grade and there's been no improvement
And your girl don't want to tell you that you're wack so she's pretending
Cause she knows you're super sensitive and easily offended
Maybe you thought it'd be easy cause you've never been exposed
To any other kind of Rap besides that money, cars and hoes
But never call her a bitch no matter how mad you get
Cause even if she forgives you she'll never ever forget
And when she lose that respect it's a wrap cut the check
She'll be in some rappers lap in the trap with the set
And bet that once you're away she'll hit that dude up like
Hey he just left come and play and he'll say