Текст песни Womb To Tomb (A Child) - Harry Mack

Yeah
Uhh, uhh, yeah, okay, ah
Yeah, uh-huh, ay, uh-huh, ay, uh-huh
Yeah, yeah

Every time I rhyme, I be so evolved
Over tracks, I be stretchin' like a yoga ball
Ay, I got more talents that I'm showin' y'all
Ay, when I rock a show, they packin' wall-to-wall
Ay, I was just waitin' for the drums to drop
Any time I'm spittin' I'ma break you off with somethin' hot
Yeah, I got your whole vibe improvin'

Soon as the beat drops, I see your body movin'
Hold up, we 'bout to dance 'til the spirit is enhanced
Ay, I'm takin' risks, I'ma take a chance
Yeah, I'm blendin' with my fans, I'ma flex, no doubt
With no yoga ball, my mental is stretchin' out
Hold up, I kick the bars to make you listen
My brain, it's like it's doin' yoga, in some new positions
Yeah, 'cause I push it past the comfort zone

I get loose when I'm rockin' on this microphone
Ayo, I'm doin' me forever and y'all know I be the dopest
Ay, switchin' my position, now I'm in the lotus
I'm keepin' my focus, y'all know I'ma throw this on down
I got, like, everybody diggin' my sound, all surround
H-Mack, off the tip, I'm never fake
Ay, fresh up out the oven, my lyrics is like a cake
Yeah, 'cause they soundin' sweet and they flavorful like frosting

CEO of freestyle flows, you know I do them boss things
Yeah, Mack all up on it, check the way I'm rockin' it
I love a ice cream cake and I love chocolate
Check the way I bust, I be givin' y'all enough
Word to pies 'cause I'm about to stomp through the crust
O' the Earth, yo, I give birth
My lyrics dispersed through many channels
'Cause they get dismantled, heavy like a anvil

Got your head noddin', I'm doin' this shit often
I'm droppin' rappers in they coffins, dawg, it ain't no problem
I'ma do me
Every time that I'm spittin', I'm killin' it truly
Mack, I be good for your health, I'm just like a smoothie
Automatic with lyrics, I'm just like a Uzi
When I be poppin' out, they all be yellin' out, "Who's he?"

I get groovy like Austin Powers
Yeah, I'ma be a rappin' boss for hours
Uhh, y'all know my lyrics never mild
'Cause I been killin' mics since I was a child
And that's the third word that you provided
There ain't another rapper who could do it like this
I had dreams o' doin' it big when I was just a little child, just a tiny-ass kid

I remember I had visions o' me up here rockin' words
Back when I was just a four-year-old toddler
Yeah, ayo, I knew that I could spit it
I told my mom about it, she said, "Boy, go get it!"
But she said, "Listen, there ain't no way to act this
If you wanna do this rap shit, you gotta put in practice!"
I took that serious, I practice on the daily
Ever since I was a little kid, I been goin' crazy

Yeah, and now I'm havin' dreams o' havin' children o' my own
See, that's the cycle o' life, I'm expandin' my whole zone
I birthed the verse, my brain is the womb
And I keep growin' that verse 'til I'm in my tomb
My music, it'll last, even after I'm gone
So when I'm in the ground, my music'll carry on
It's my legacy, just like the child that I grow to do better
Ayo, the way I flip the words is truly too clever

H-Mack, man, you know I'm 'bout to wreck the nation
I'm droppin' facts for my children, plenty education
And y'all know I'm 'bout to lead 'em in a new way
And teach my child all four countries in the UK
H-yeah, and they love the way that I be locked in
She said, "Guess where I'm at!" I should have said Scotland!
I said, "England," then said, "I'm a dumb American!"

So thanks for the geography lesson, that shit's embarrassin'
Hold up, especially 'cause Scotland is my heritage
Yeah, gotta do better, yes, I am aware o' this
But all that I can do is try to grow every day
One foot in front o' the other, that's all that I can say
Gettin' better every time, me and other people combine
You teachin' me 'bout things I couldn't find in my mind
And y'all know that I'm comin' off the top just to work the flow

I shine like the lights in your background that's vertical
Ay, people know my bars are tight
You got the ivy growin' right over the starry night
I'm diggin' the vibe, believe me, I make this shit look easy

So sick with lyrics, I could prolly make you queasy
Goddamn, Mack is the man
Off o' the top, I kick raps with no plan
Way too much steez and I got what you need
And I wanna say thank you for rockin' with me like