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(Verse 1: Dax) |
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Yeah, yeah! |
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Back from the dead to reclaim my sh!t (Reclaim my sh!t) |
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To the studio, straight from the Crypt (Ha) |
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Locked, loaded, and I'm fully equipped to hit sick as a b!tch (Bow! Bow!) |
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Can get cut in his limbs while I flick my wrist |
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I'm 'bout to moonwalk on it- this a walk in the park, I'm doggin' it (Yeah, goddamn) |
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Got bars like a gym, this light look close, I don't even break a sweat while squattin' it (Woo) |
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I took off just like a rocket ship- this beat's like Steve, I'm hawkin' it, cosmologist |
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Not from Earth- if I beam down and rap, you might as well put some white chalk on it |
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My rhythms got rhythm, my flows got flow, I rep that six, OT, TO |
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That's three times two, that's two plus four- this dog's a god, reversible |
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Shoutout to Tech, that tour was dope, Krizz Kaliko taught me the ropes |
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OG reversed, that spells out 'go', which I must do now on my own (Ayy, ayy) |
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I can't stop, I do the opposite- when it looks like I'm on the bottom, I'm really on top of it |
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When they all thought I left, I was right in the heart of it, I can't help but to think I'm the hardest with |
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Scientifically, I'm lyrically infused with the godliness, I don't want to say it, but they've never stated the obvious |
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I am the ominous- if you think that I am a human, then show me the documents |
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If you think that you can compete, I admire the confidence, I don't have a sliver of pity exuding my dominance |
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I don't wanna hear an excuse or your stupid accomplishments |
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And all the sh!t you do to repair, what is weighin' on your consciousness, I don't wanna- |
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I don't believe in spirits, my gifts come straight from the Lord |
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He made my skin so damn thick, I can use it to sharpen swords |
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This rap sh!t was just a hobby when I started to get bored |
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And now my bars all boomerang, just like the hammer on Thor |
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I tight rope on this beat; when I rap, it's all core (Woo, y'all hear that?) |
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I'll upload it to Pornhub after, on 'hardcore' ("Uh!") |
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I can't sleep if they sleep- if they sleep, let them snore |
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My work speaks- if they can't see, then I must and will do more |
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It's Dax! |
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(Verse 2: King Blitz) |
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King Blit' in it, bit' |
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Look, look, look |
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Anybody wanna try me, I dare it, tryna get a sample? Let's clear it |
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I whoop yo' ass like where the **** are your parents, nigga? |
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Kill you, then bring your parents back together like marriage, split 'em |
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Flowin' aimin' at your brain, what that mean? Eyes detrimental |
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You cats more like kitty litter- know that I'm a dog, I hear the whistles |
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I'm runnin' with this game, catchin' plays, I'm too official |
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In order for you to beat me, literally have to provide me the instrumental |
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And even then- look, look |
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I'm ridin' my own wave, when I step to the mic, I'm killin' this sh!t |
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Real as it gets, must be bananas, and don't get caught slippin', I peel with yo' b!tch |
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Hearin' them talkin' like they want the smoke, but you need a crowd, like this sh!t a joke |
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Oh, you a comedian? Might need a special, I heard you were special, like give him a note |
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Causin' damage, niggas can't manage this, second K.O. today |
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Smokin' on cannabis, realize I'm still that nigga, huh, no mannequin |
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They panickin' amateurs, all of my haters buildin' a colony |
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Really don't bother me, **** your apologies, follow me, follow me, follow me, King! |
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(Verse 3: Ashtin Larold) |
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Heyo, I'm back- hi, Susan, I hope you remember me! |
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I been trainin', waitin' patient to unload all this energy |
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I'm an OG in this scene, feel like I been here a century |
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I could die right here and now and I would still leave a legacy |
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Don't play with me in this industry, you not with the sh!ts |
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I took a break from writin' cyphers and I wrote me some hits |
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Then people acted like I sold out or forgot how to spit |
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But I'm back with my ****in' arsenal, unloadin' my clip |
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They say I turned into a mumble rapper- mumblin' how? |
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Just 'cause I wrote about my life, you say I'm mumblin' now? |
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I'm just provin' I'm versatile with my style and sound |
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I'm underground, but I put these other rappers under the ground |
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I'm profound with all my lyrics, legendary with melodies |
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Powerful with my spirit, unbreakable to my enemies |
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Been here since day one, you are not on my level |
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Some things won't ever change, don't **** with the Jersey Devil |
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(Verse 4: Ekoh) |
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Yeah, I know I made some noise when I stepped onto the scene, 'cause all these kids rappin' |
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Started actin' pussy, talking shit, guess I'm a bitch magnet |
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I'm on some ski mask sh!t, everybody hit the floor (Aah!) |
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**** rap, when I'm on tour, I'm holdin' up convenience stores |
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Let 'em know that I kill it with the flow, and the dude's super dope, but I haven't got a cape yet |
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I don't even got a big boy job, but I've got big dreams and a big boy paycheck |
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I know don't nobody wanna say sh!t, download skill like I'm pluggin' in the Matrix |
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I been doin' work, never gettin' a vacation, back on the grind, every time it's amazin' |
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I just gave birth to greatness, named it 'the bar' and raised it |
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Music so sick, I bet you wish that this sh!t was contagious |
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It's crazy how these dudes be gassin' up on instrumentals |
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Think you're indestructible? I'll break your sh!t like Tesla windows |
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Yeah, I just came back to shut you b!tches up |
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I'm Disney Plus, like all your favorite sh!t just got rolled into one |
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My mission done, I'm doin' all my own stunts like I'm Ethan Hunt |
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If I'm not in your top five, b!tch, then you're missin' one! |
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(Verse 5: Crank Lucas) |
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Crank Lucas, baby, DMV sh!t, let's go |
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On mothers |
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Monotone medley; I rap like I'm sick of it |
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But my bars harder than Chinese arithmetic |
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You ain't subscribed to Crank Lucas? Boy, you sick as sh!t |
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How you ain't hip to this? My name is ubiquitous |
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I got the power in these streets, I'm the plug |
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Got a safe with forty-mill' stashed underneath a rug |
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It'd take two hours to dig it out |
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I got your chick cummin' so long, she still squirtin' while I kick her out |
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It's 2020, I been rappin' since the ninties |
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At this rate, I'ma be rappin' till I'm ninety |
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DC-born, and PG-raised |
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I'm at the one on this cypher runnin' PG plays |
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I'm the rudest but truest Lucas you ever seen |
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You the messiest, zestiest nigga, a whole queen |
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I'ma drag you out the game, my name is getting bigger |
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'Cause I rap isosceles circles around niggas |
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(Verse 6: D.I.L.E.M.A.) |
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Yeah |
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You already know what it is |
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I break 'em up the same way I break 'em down |
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I go crazy bar for bar, alcoholic on a pay day |
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Music stuck in my head, like I advertise for Ray J |
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It's psychological to have these minor goals |
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Dig deep, flip that, you'll see mine are gold |
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That green will make them slide off top, get wild, Gumby |
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And the four will waste you and lean you back like Al Bundy |
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Yo, Crypt, I got you with a masterclass for the students |
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One call, that's all, I suit up like Ken Nugent |
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YouTube vers' the machine, you know that we go realer |
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Let it ring and you gon' catch it like a Robokiller |
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Been in the field, so, they sent me to kill and pass the bar like Jimmy McGill |
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Still with the real, like a dark room, don't attempt me to film |
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Words nice, hands match, Mr. Rogers open |
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Uppercut will tippy toe them, like Bow Wow posin' |
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Shoot my shot once I pull, Jordan hater, **** the bull |
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No jammin' on the one, like Stevie Wonder and Theo Huxtable |
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(Verse 7: Carly X) |
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Look |
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The name is Carly X, by the way |
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Hah, look |
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I think it's time to let 'em know just what the **** it is |
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Crypt passed me the ball- ain't no runnin' back, but I'm runnin' sh!t |
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Came to set it off just like Cleo- yes, I'm a gunner chick |
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You weak rappers can't stomach the bars, 'cause I be guttin' sh!t |
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Welcome to the slaughterhouse- walk in, you ain't walkin' out |
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If you love your kid, don't bring your son, don't bring your daughter 'round |
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If they want the beef, they gettin' cooked just like a quarter pound' |
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Trust that ain't sh!t sweet 'round here, y'all rappers watered down |
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Huh, okay, I'm petty and gorgeous |
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Let me inform ya, I don't gotta show my ass for endorsements |
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Y'all chicks is borin', I be grilling rappers up like a Foreman |
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Then I turn 'em purple and blue, just like they play for the Hornets, I'm buggin' |
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I'm from New York, we just don't Milly Rock on any night |
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Flow so cold, I'm killin' any mic on any site |
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Top five- if you can't see that, the I.C.U.'s where you'll sleep at |
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I ain't Jamaican, but this murder she wrote is by CX, sucka! |
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Yeah |
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(Verse 8: Feral The Earthworm) |
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My goal is to be well, I don't care what people say |
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Don't have anything to prove, to put it simply, I'm okay |
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I'm healthy, my life has meaning, killin' it financially |
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Make music every day, get to chill with my family |
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I'm free- not just physically, but mentally |
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I live an existence that's minimal 'cause this makes sense to me |
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I don't tweet much, this cypher gave me anxiety |
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I've never been the type to try to get the public's eye on me |
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Yet, here I am, ****in' walkin' contradiction |
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Always on the stage like some overconfident musician |
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But, often, my ambition conflicts with the inner hermit crab |
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A yearning for obscurity vers' the urge to secure the bag |
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Abstract survivalist in the ocean on a canoe |
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That I rhymed into existence just goin' off what I knew |
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I'm loyal to my supporters and try to honor art's integrity |
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Because I respect the poor and honest more than fraudulent celebrities |
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This is the biggest internet break I've ever gotten |
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Crypt, thank you for encouraging me to push past my anxiety |
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(Verse 9: Samad Savage) |
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I'm ready to say the inescapable truth, I'm faithful to prove |
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That they know cable abled fakin' the news, they play with the youth |
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As they pull hateful takes, display them to you, like hang in a noose |
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Unstable a-holes aim for names, then they shoot, then blame it on who? |
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Emcees, when they wanna conceal the heat, and do drills, be real, it's to kill a beat |
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Imitate the films we see and be ill- but chill, it gets really deep |
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We spill a soliloquy as we heel the week, make 'em want to still believe |
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That we all will achieve through our skills, the dreams, you instilled we keep |
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On the back burner, prevail, rebel like I'm Nat Turner, speak Braille, 'cause it bump |
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When you feel it in the slum of the village where I'm from, they go Dilla with the drums, even still, I'm really young |
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But, got no fears, only fear almutakabir, show beard |
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Like here's my goatee, only right they want to put me in the G.O.A.T. tier, go here: |
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You could find me in the cut on the East side in a mean ride, giddy up like "Yeehaw", 'cause the inside |
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Of the Porsche got the horses, of course it is gorgeous, the form put it all in the back, and I'm strong with a bat |
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And I'm armed with a gat, get along with a "Grrat!" When it tap, your face get changed; Snapchat |
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They sigh for your cypher, my side for decipherin' rhymes when you rap, haha! |
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Skoodwidit! |
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(Verse 10: 100Kufis) |
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Uh |
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Now they know that we plannin' somethin', the planet is hittin' the panic button |
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Try calling my poker hand if you think that this man is bluffin' |
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It's nothin' to make you fold under pressure, nevertheless |
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Something special extraterrestrial specimen, got professors lecturin' |
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Tryna decipher my message, dissectin' by milliseconds |
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I lyrically kill a record, I'm feelin' reckless |
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Use the microphone cord as a necklace, I'm so aggressive |
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The beat is my choice of a murder weapon, they know I'm reppin' |
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The 5-7-0 when it's time for a show, I rhyme with a flow that's toppin' the chart |
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One click got 'em sick, like Kufi the sh!t- you lil' sh!ts poppin' a fart |
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Get shot in the heart from a shot in the dark, when I ride through your block in a shoppin' cart |
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My saliva is similar to molten lava; y'all should'a knew I was hot from the start |
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Wanna hear some scary sh!t? Y'all better take this serious (What? Yeah) |
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Of course I got the force of a thousand horses pulling a chariot |
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.40'll pop yo' cherry, b!tch- lyrics so delirious |
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When Crypt had sent the beat, I know the world was 'bout to hear this sh!t |
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Kufis! |
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(Verse 11: Futuristic) |
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Sheesh! |
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Yo |
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Let me start it off- if you recruitin' troops, then you should call 'em off |
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These rappers talkin' hard, but they sweeter than bowls of H?agen-Dazs |
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Sick; I think I caught a cough, caught a body, caught a charge |
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I'm the plug, always was- look at how most of you started off |
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Never need a bodyguard, look how they lookin' up to me |
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Every time I shake a rapper hand, it's like I touched my seed |
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I puff the tree, get paid for appearances and I cuff the fee |
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I cut they feet, they get Kunta Kinte'd when trying to run with me (Woo, woo, woo) |
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I'm quick as ****, could come off the top like a pickup truck |
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My lights is always on, you can tell from the way I switch it up (Uh) |
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I got a girl, I used to **** b!tches, never kissed a slut |
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So, when you ask me what I'm doing, my response is "Nuttin' much" (Sheesh!) |
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Punchlines is like uppercuts, not from Logan Paul (Nah) |
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I'm talking 'bout the ones if they hit you, they would'a broke your jaw (Woo) |
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Back to the rap sh!t, I needed a break (Hey) |
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I see my mistakes, still on the rise, the king livin' great (Hey, hey, hey, huh, what?) |
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Woo! |
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Sheesh! |
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(Verse 12: Merkules) |
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I was fifteen wit' a big dream, tryna figure out what to do, I was empty (Ha) |
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Now, I'm simply the best emcee, got the industry goin' through a frenzy (Ha) |
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Nobody dope with the pen like me, leave a blood stain all over your fresh white tee |
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Gotta go for their throat, so I'm at lightspeed, like **** fame, you don't wanna test my reach |
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Who's next? Want beef? Get addressed by me (Ha), **** around and hit em in the L-I-Ps |
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You can S my D tryna flex like me, with these kinda bars, we expect ID's |
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Try to end my streak till the TEC-9 speak, yellin' 'ABC', I'm an XYZ |
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Y'all slept on me, so I felt like we should finish what we started till you rest in peace |
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It's a million and one, and I'm still on the run, get the chills when I kill all these children for fun |
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Every lyric's a drug, are you feelin' the buzz? Everybody want smoke till I fill up their lungs |
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Oh, you thought it was a joke? I'm as real as they come, got a half a billion views, and I'm still in the slums |
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In the Matrix, red and blue pills on my tongue, had to kill switch- ill sh!t, deal with my crumbs |
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Unmatched with the energy, ain't nobody ahead of me, I'm beheadin' my enemies, everybody a centipede |
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If anybody thinking they ill as me, I'ma let 'em be deaf, and I got pent-up aggression from the Hennessy |
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The pen in me is not no friend of me, but eventually, my YouTube views keep provin' my legacy |
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Y'all fall back, I'ma do what I'm meant to be, I hit 'em so hard that they losin' they memory |
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Ain't nobody ****in' wit' the kid right now, I don't even really wanna hear y'all out (Woo!) |
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Take a look around, I'm the sh!t right now- everybody else need to sit back down (Hey) |
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(Verse 13: Crypt) |
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First off, lemme start this cypher by sayin' we run this sh!t (b!tch) |
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Cypher spitters representin' like the Senate in this b!tch |
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Cypher four is on the way if you just give me a bit (Yeah) |
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But it's a shame that some dudes had to ruin their chance at it (Yo) |
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'Cause when they ain't get picked, they start to diss and hide their bars in remixes |
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I got a law degree in this, there ain't no ****in' bar I missed (Nah) |
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They only diss 'cause they know it's an opportunity at hand |
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But when this opportunity knocks, he'll be sh!ttin' his pants |
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Damn, it's kinda funny, the second that I make amends |
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Wit' all these people from my past, I got new enemies in (Haha) |
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From here on out, if we got beef, then that's happily ever after |
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'Cause I'll only bury the hatchet in the back of a rapper (b!tch) |
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All you b!tches all bark and flaky, like a sycamore |
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Heart is tellin' me to stop, brain is sayin' "Sick 'em more" |
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I'll chop you down to size, like my name was Lizzie Borden (Chop!) |
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I'll give you rigor mortis, leave you stiff as a board (Chop! Chop! Chop! Chop!) |
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Then, I'll grind you into paper and write my diss on your corpse |
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But this diss is a certificate of your death at the morgue |
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Oh, Lord, stop me, I be so obsessed with snaggin' bodies |
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It's a hobby, probably show up at your door and get to knockin' like, knock-knock-knock (Oh-hoo!) |
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Everybody wanna try to be subtle when dissin' until they get caught-caught-caught |
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Then they be actin' so innocent in my vicinity, b!tch, you'll get pop-pop-popped (Ha) |
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Then the mother****er gets dropped-dropped-dropped, don't nobody come and take a shot-shot-shot (Aah, aah) |
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Then I get to laughin' like, "Ha-ha-ha!" Then I'm gonna grab the mic and spazz like I never had done before (Aah) |
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I know all, like the Hat from Dumbledore |
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And anybody comin' at me, know I'm full of madness, and I'll beat you bad until your ass is numb and sore (Haha) |
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Check the scoreboard- (Why's that?) never took an L, that's for sure (Yep) |
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b!tch, I'm at the top, I'm your lord (I am), but you at the bottom, like a floorboard, facts (Yep) |
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Take this L, hold it well, and don't you fight back |
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'Fore I leave you with no life, and I don't mean Shaq (Look) |
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(Verse 14: NoLifeShaq) |
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That's tuff (Yep)- man, I'm finna go hard (Hard) |
| [11:51.59] |
I got a couple fans watchin' and they here for the bars (Bars) |
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I got to a million (What else?), and they say it was luck (Luck) |
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Now, I'm almost at two, now, they screamin', "Dat's tuff!" |
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Finish that, man, finish that on the beat |
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Crypt say I gotta eat, so I gotta kill 'em (Kill 'em!) |
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Shaq always been a real one, so they gotta feel him (What else?) |
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And I ain't ever switch up since I got a million (Nah!) |
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If we talkin' 'bout makin' that Skrilla, one of the realest (Ayy, ayy) |
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To ever get to a dollar, never get in my feelings (Nope!) |
| [12:16.00] |
Concealin' all of my weapons (Huh?), put 'em up in the ceilin' (Yeah!) |
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Don't make me call my gorillas, banana clips get to peelin' (Brr-ow!) |
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I'm NoLifeShaq, respected well in the game |
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Slow it down, coach, dat's tuff, y'all know my catchphrase |
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So, respect my name, and don't you dare try to soil it |
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Or I'll put your ass next to Ja Rule in the toilet |
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