Round 2 MAC Cracker

Round 2 Mac Cracker

Genre: Rap

(Verse 1)

Yo, I step in the ring, ain't scared of your shit,

You a punk-ass bitch, you ain't ready for this hit.

Got my squad on lock, we be ballin' like kings,

Flexin' on your weak, watch the chaos it brings.

Talkin' tough, but you fumble, breakin' under pressure,

I ain't playin' games, this a real-life treasure.

Mac cracker, I'm a brawler, you just a pretender,

Catch this heat, lil' homie, I ain't your defender.

(Chorus)

I want another round, Mac cracker, let's go!

I ain't scared of your shit, put on a hell of a show.

You think you run this town? I’m the one in control,

Step up, bring the fire, watch me take your soul.

(Verse 2)

You claim you tough, but your heart's made of glass,

I’m a thug on the rise, while you fade out fast.

Got my crew in the back, and we lookin' so fly,

We own the whole scene, while you just pass by.

I'm flexin' on haters, got that swagger on point,

You ain't in my league, I’ll roll you like a joint.

So step to the front, if you think you can hang,

But be ready for the pain when the real ones bang.

(Chorus)

I want another round, Mac cracker, let’s go!

I ain't scared of your shit, put on a hell of a show.

You think you run this town? I’m the one in control,

Step up, bring the fire, watch me take your soul.

(Outro)

So listen up closely, this ain’t just a game,

Ain't no love lost here, it’s a damn shame.

Mac cracker, you feelin' me? I’m about to blow,

Another round, bring the heat, now let’s steal the show!