82 92(feat. Mac Miller) - Statik Selektah/Termanology/Mac Miller

Hey hey

What up term

Uh huh uh huh

And it go like

I'ma let the beat ride out

For a little bit you know what I mean

Just so y'all can feel what I'm feelin'

Aight now that we on the same page

Aight look

Hey hey

We be makin' that classic s**t rappin' on some statik hits

Immaculate mac a spaz and laughin' at all these average kids

Be with the baddest b***h style so miraculous

Think you heard me spit

But you don't even know the half of it

Keep it funky hungry like I need some money

Cheeky so my speech is funny

Own it like it's bees and honey

Tweedle-dee and dummy tryna take some G's up from me

Yeah they hate me but they love me

I be sillier than putty

Motherf**ker y'all be shapeshiftin'

Hate spittin' but with them wack bars

Take pictures with eight b***hes boy we some rap stars

Used to f**k around and just kick it in my backyard

Now I'm on the road hittin' shows with some bad broads

Me and term be on that hip-hop s**t

Surprised this youngin here know what real hip-hop is

Everybody here be like oh this my ish

Hey yo term go and kick that s**t

Listen my mellow the metal will turn you into jello

Claimin' that you peddle with mettle but never in the ghetto

Kill a fellow rapper immaculate never will I settle

With a middle class budget 'cause buddy I get the cheddar

Scrape up you amateurs babble on when I batter ya

Bakin' brownies with hash in 'em bachelor who be smashin' them

Gucci wallet attractin' 'em hoochies always be flashin' them

Loosies yo I be stackin' 'em so really I'm imaginin'

The wax killer with mac miller my rap's iller

Just ask spitta for currensy I'm a cash-getter

I smash twitter and facebook you straight shook

I do a song with you homie and it's a great look

My shotty handle is armani they all on me

Call mami and twist her back out like origami

I pour johnny walker in my cup

Ever since a little pup

I knew me and stat was gon' live it up

Sicker than your average average

Who's really the s**t

One nine eight two one nine nine two

Si-si-si-sicker than your average average

Who's really the s**t

One nine eight two one nine nine two

I'm better than good it sounds so now they mad

They hatin' on him

Girlies be waitin' I'm skatin' a figure eight up on 'em

B***hes be makin' me lemonade and cupcakes

Now you on my dick b***h tell me how my nuts taste

And we like f**k jake tryna get this puff cake

We bad boys for real homie you trunk space

I'll put a body in a maserati from the lottie

I'm packin' y'all in a rottie mixed with the dalai lami

Hey you mad I ain't as lame

As you eatin' beats like some asian food

Flowin' that's uncontainable rooftop amazin' view

A million rappers in the game but I'ma make it soon

They spendin' money for me now I'ma pay for you

Squash you like a tomato do burners

While high will blaze at you

My mami take the pillow and bite it

When I be lacin' it

It's undebateable roll around with a hater crew

Mac was born in ninety-two

But he rhyme like he from eighty-two

Bars sicker than your average average

Who's really the s**t

One nine eight two one nine nine two

Si- si- si- sicker than your average average

Who's really the s**t

One nine eight two one nine nine two

Nineteen eighty-two the album comin' soon

B***h

B***h