Telepathic Connections

Yeah, okay, uhh Yeah, yeah, yeah, uhh Yah, yah, yah, yah Listen,uhh I'm a get you fucked up Like ticket shops at more-henny I'm a smoke the microphone Like joints when its 420 I got everything that you need 420 on the clock So we lightin' up some weed Y'all know we bout to have them trees fuckin rolled up Everytime i rhyme you know he's on some cold stuff Off the head and i'm fly You got them big shades Just to block the red in your eyes Hmack i keep on spittin' And y'all know i don't front And when it comes to rhymin' Yo i gotta keep it blunt I get you pumped up I'm about to drop the bombs Said my name is bubububelin' Somethin' like a bong Hmack i'm comin' through Y'all know im bout to smash mics Yeah i'm that type Get you lifted like that glass pipe Hold a carb I go hard Then you breathe a cloud out Kickin' styles over these tracks Just like a roundhouse, uhh Y'all know this track is bout to get destroyed But what's up with all these outta pocket little boys They all over omegle There's no denyin' How the fuck they call you ugly And they really got you cryin' Nah you not ugly That word is not suitable I can see you right now You lookin' beautiful, yeah Ayo i come through with plenty crew Fuck these little boys Yo its 2022 Keep on flexin' And use your brain as a weapon Crush these little boys that be steppin' Cause when they outta pocket They foul and you flagrant Ayo i'm channelling energies that are ancient - styles I got a mirriod I got you hearin' this My rhyme style is based on ancient technologies - pyramids Hmack im comin' through Y'all know i'm staight up slayin' They gon pay for him Cause Harry Macks an ancient alien Alliterations throughout these bitter nations I be blowin peoples minds with these spit creations I'm exquisit Y'all know my rhymes deliberate And its eched into the walls like hyroglyphics Beautifully written Who are these dudes even kiddin' Every time i get loose with the rhythm My music is hittin' Y'all know im producin' the vision Mack comin' through with the spittin' Never ever writtin' cause its off the top Y'all know when the mics pugged in i often rock I'm a make it happen whenever i do this 420 on to ancient Now let me think of the third word That im engagin' Hold up You when it comes to rhymes Man i got this What was the third word My bad yo i forgot it (...) Say it again (...) What Telepathic Oh that's right Oh that's right My bad i was tryna work magic I was tryin to remember through your thoughts - telepathic And y'all know i be makin you proud I wanted to have mind connection Not say it out loud But mack im comin' through Man you know i do it magically My tactics be the type That enter you mind telepathically And y'all know when im on the mic i slay it Telepathic rhymes I ain't even have to say shit Like [...] And you feelin' it Damn he's killin' it I ain't got to say it out loud When I'm wreckin' I just [...] And make the mental connection Telepathic energy y'all know what we about Kill the mic whenever i be rockin' no doubt When i started rhymin' You you had to stand up Threw your shades on And you put both of your hands up And y'all know we got the spittin' noise Just to make sure these little boys Straight up get destroyed Hmack man i'm way above the average Like the size of your shades Yo my freestyles