Ayup - Spose

Ayup!

Spizzy still rap real life

It’s no wonder that my middle name’s Mike

Everybody, ayup!

Became the king of my circumference

I crossed it off my bucket list

If you with me, yell it, ayup!

Let’s see who goes harder

Oh, I won, you lost like my phone charger

Yelling ayup!

You talk, shit’s cute

I act, I don’t talk, kinda like I hit mute

I spit it heavy concentration, no constipation when making things

Heady congregation, my observations on 808s

Dead in confrontations with competition to say my name

Every compilation a conversation with state of Maine

I’ll soon nail it, the dudes comin', my peers sayin'

The loon wailin', the moose runnin', the deer grazin'

Got two stomachs, I’m too hungry, don’t fear Satan

I’m proof of it, you can make it, I’m here, Jacob

Texts grounded when I write on a flight

You’re perplexed — what, you don’t expect a fighter to fight?

I’m blessin' every session, catch 'em with the pipe or the mic

The incandescent profession, I’m like the light of their life, ayup

The merch slinger, the people’s rapper, the baby raiser

The beat creator, the show stealer, the liberator

The Maine man, the woods dweller, the innovator

Tomater soup in a world cold as refrigerator

Rhymes out the ass, time out, you’re wack

I’m 'bout to snap, a gentleman but never gentle bars

I got mental scars, I seen some shit, I need to spit

Siamese the grip, they play my track, then bring it back like rental cars

Airhorn when I came out my mom

Cruise for the green since I was twelve like Tom

Since I opened the rhythm, been jokin' with 'em

Smoking with 'em, spoken in local colloquialisms, it’s

Ayup!

Spizzy still rap real life

It’s no wonder that my middle name’s Mike

Everybody, ayup!

Became the king of my circumference

I crossed it off my bucket list

If you with me, yell it, ayup!

Let’s see who goes harder

Oh, I won, you lost like my phone charger

Yelling ayup!

You talk, shit’s cute

I act, I don’t talk, kinda like I hit mute

I get to rock till I sweat thru socks, dog, I’m on my second pair

I’m from the woods, it’s all good like it was Becky’s hair

The beat slapped the record player, need its neck repaired

Some flows I stroke so fast, beat Katie Ledecky there

I’m taking the rules and restrictions and lighting and burning 'em down,

earning amounts

Took what I made up in college and made it my permanent sound, swervin' around

Fuck anybody who sat and complained, and determined to frown, turn it around

I didn’t know that my penship could turn into working the sound,

burning an ounce

Whoo!

I’m lurking urgently, fervently

Till I’m buried in dirt or in gurneys hurried to infirmaries

Spitting perfectly, verses for all my worker bees

Mental as sharp as surgeries, body reverse of Hercules

Peter Sparker picked a pencil, made a classic

The people’s politician, pockets profit from my practice

Proper propaganda, never panderin' or plastic

You puff it, better pass it, sing the hook, I’ll hit it

Ayup!

Spizzy still rap real life

It’s no wonder that my middle name’s Mike

Everybody, ayup!

Became the king of my circumference

I crossed it off my bucket list

If you with me, yell it, ayup!

Let’s see who goes harder

Oh, I won, you lost like my phone charger

Yelling ayup!

You talk, shit’s cute

I act, I don’t talk, kinda like I hit mute

I’ve been blessed to digest success, I had a taste of it

To rhyming I’m religious, but religion I’m an atheist

Thank God my day dream turned day job, I’m gracious

They calling me, want etymology of my alias

Peers scuffled, careers muffled, it’s like it’s Vader sayin'

King of pawns, put my blinker on, you said to stay in lane

My syllabus of syllables is malleable as baby brain

Unflappable man, fallible plan, play the game

P. Dank ranked top to make bank

Ock, Shane, Cam came to shame lames, we stopped playin'

Banter full of candor in the winter where it’s simpler

When it’s icy, we get spicy, we emit hot flames, ayup!

Spizzy still spill quills

From dawn to dusk, from peon to Elon Musk

I’m bold, behold my trajectory until the death of me

Hard work my secret recipe, right and left of me, yelling

Ayup!

Spizzy still rap real life

It’s no wonder that my middle name’s Mike

Everybody, ayup!

Became the king of my circumference

I crossed it off my bucket list

If you with me, yell it, ayup!

Let’s see who goes harder

Oh, I won, you lost like my phone charger

Yelling ayup!

You talk, shit’s cute

I act, I don’t talk, kinda like I hit mute