Kansas City Royals Insanity Rap - Mac Lethal

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Here I come with the hype flow

Hear the drums and I might go

Bang!

I accelerate in centerfield when

I be running for the pop-up fly

You’re thinking I’m like Lo Cain

Here’s a preview

My name is Mr. Mac Maniac Lethal

I’m like Dyson when I’m dicin'

Or Walter White with a ciggy full of Ricin

That’s what speed do

I’m gonna hit them with the EQ

I’m Mike Moustakas playing third base in my light blue dockers

Hitting to your opposite side so many times

They gotta find two doctors

Field of dreams, and I’m a white dude: Costner

This is Kansas City how we do it how we live it

Gonna rock it gonna battle gonna give it

Every single ounce of energy we got

We getting crazy getting loud

They’re making Jordan’s

But they gotta make some light blue Hosmers

We lead the pack, man in May weather

A way better fight than Pac-Man and Mayweather

We probably gonna bite them out of anger

We don’t really care about Detroit, man

Tigers are endangered

Gordo got the platinum glove

Jump so high he could catch a dove

It’s an act of love

Ryan and Hudler’s back

You can’t sneak a piece of cheese by a hungry rat

Morales up to bat the ball left the park

Hererra, Davis, Holland killing it no question mark

Gonna throw up an extra heart

Like I’m Alcides Escobar playing extra hard

Look, I don’t smile when I pitch

I make the Yordano Ventura face

But you got them Kylie Jenner lips

Paulo triple-o he’s making music with the bat

Like it’s Apollo’s piccolo

I hope you’re following the flow

Cuz now we’re winners

So I’ll soak you like I’m Salvy with the gatorade

They think that' I’m a joker

But I’m actually the ace of spades

I’m picking up the bat and hitting homers out the stadium

The ball is flying by your head so fast it make your neck twist

Omar Infante and Alex Rios

And my main man Morales A.K.A.

Cubano Breakfast

My head isn’t bolted

I’m going lights out like I’m Edinson Volquez

In a Monarch’s uniform

18th and Vine at the Negro League Museum

For Buck O’Neill we gotta rock hard and do it for him

Guthrie and Vargas are pitching the stones

Salvador Perez is sitting at home

And even though he’s putting on perfume before he plays

It doesn’t matter cuz we also got Christian Colon

610 — sports radio clicked in, gonna listen

To the drive and the country mart call in show

Man I’m tall with flows

Chris Young, boy 6'10

Say Denny Matthews never gives me bad news

Never thought a team could ever make the city that blue

With the best bullpen how can they survive?

We’ll be champs until 2085 we live