Street Banger

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[Verse 1]
I cant lie
with these lines im different

even as tike
all my life, i had a nack for misheif

i type the rhymes
cuz the page cant handle rippin

labeled a diliquint
others said i was gifted

didnt wana be
anything other than me

satilite tv
showing u
what u dont normally see

now best believe
my fans are all in for a treat

ima bring the heat
and broadcastin this all to the street

my crew run shit
cuz ya heard of us

we'll keep nervous
New Jersey's throbred muderes

runnin over ya bars
like we hurderlers

cuz when we talk and say
emulates everything the burner does

everybody knows
that Falcons stay low

so if u coming up
then be careful

u cant breathe
when i release this sick flow

its doin 90 and you go
and stickin ya head out the window




got scope, rubber grip for the aim

a sight laser hotter than flames

a front grip all to balance the weight

cuz they say u only get 1 shot a fame




but if u and me go at it
its good night

my lyrics acid
so its never just a good fight

my foot in asses
so much that it stinks high

Jesus Christ might think
he broke his sewer pipe

im the type of guy
to get jumped and win

my music gets better
on every spin

i made a outagon
out of this ring

by spittin punches
like my tounge was an extra limb

i likes rappers homie
all except you

used to rap on a beat
now i spit news

slice like a arrow
everytime that i battle crews

with lines so precision
they still havnt realized