Harry Mack - Jumping Rope, TV, Trashbag

Uh, yeah, okay
Uh, yeah, yeah, okay
Uh, yeah, yeah, ay, there we go
That's that energy we need, let's go, unh
When i'm rappin', i be comin' up with somethin' dope
I said i'm hoppin' on these beats like i'm jumpin' rope
I belong up on your tv—why?—'cause i got mad swag!
All these artists garbage, i'ma drop 'em in the trash bag
Ay, i'm comin' up with somethin' dope
I said i hop on these beats like i'm jumpin' rope
I should be up on your tv—why?—i got mad swag!
All these artists garbage, we gon' drop 'em in the trash bag
They feel it from the very moment i'm arrivin'
I said, "that's the energy," you said, “i'm vibin'!”
H-mack, man, you know that i destroy rap
I said, "can i freestyle?"
You said, “yes, i would enjoy that!”
So, here we go, ay, y'all know this no subtle stuff
Ay, got 'em jumpin' rope, ay, i make you double-dutch
Ay, h-mack right off the top each time i spit this
And when it come to freestyle lyrics, everybody know that i'm way too vicious
And my freestyle sounds delicious, make you cover your mouth
Yeah, three words that you throw me, that's what this is about
Unh, when it be comin' to lyrics, people know i'm 'bout to stay down
Rappers is jumpin' rope, they playin' games up on the playground
Wha—! i'm comin' up with somethin' dope!
I said i hop on these beats like i'm jumpin' rope
I belong up on yo' tv—why?—'cause i got mad swag!
Unh, artists garbage, drop 'em in the trash bag
Ay, i be comin' up with somethin' dope
Said i hop up on these tracks like i'm jumpin' rope
I belong up on yo' tv—why?—i got mad swag!
All these artists garbage—one more verse, listen, listen
I make it happen right now; jaw drop, you like, “wow!”
Just a second ago, yo, i heard you say, “how?!”
How does he do it? how's he come up with the fluid?
When it be comin' to lyrics, these people know i'm the truest
I come right off o' the mental whenever i'm rhymin', you know that i'm livin' my dream
Ay, i need a television show, i should be up in yo' screen
Make you dance just like this when i'm up in the mix
Every time i rhyme, you hypnotized, i got you transfixed
I make you smile when bringin' the style, ay, y'all know i'm goin' in hard
Ay, every time that i'm rappin', i be shinin' like a star
And y'all know that these artists is garbage; that, there, is vital
But it's ironic because the flow they use recycled
I told you, i'm comin' up with somethin' dope
I said i'm hoppin' on these beats like i'm jumpin' rope
I belong up on yo' tv—why?—i got mad swag!
These artists garbage, we gon' drop 'em in the trash bag
Whoa, yeah, it be somethin' dope
Said i hop on these beats like i was jumpin' rope
I belong up on yo' tv—why?—i got mad swag
All these artists garbage, we gon' drop 'em in the trash bag
What!