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Delicious with the words.. I turn the alphabet to sushi
So you can get me raw if you think you can out do me
I see weed and I smoke it, acopoka token
Big fish, small pond.. please see this a notice
I'm leaf green at the moment.. Dark red when I'm on it
Arts dead so you wanna go call feds we've got a goner
All because I kill it with this paintbrush?...
Homie your game sucks, infinity rising - you'll get ^ate up^
Rappers play tough 'till my face in yours like "Say what?"
Wake up, you and rap gon' make like Vince and "Break up"
When the cakes up, don't matter whose head - loose flames in a manger
Won't see me coming, but I'll hurt you.. Call it stranger danger..
Two brains - yeah my flavors too strange, ya'll won't get it
'Till you look back in 50 years like " sh** , verb said it?"
'Till then, I get no credit - cash only, hit em wit hot songs
Catchier than my steeze, hate me? Well you're not wrong
Cuz I'll be stuck in your head 'till the memories of Pac gone
'Till the golden age of Dotcom is erased by what I've got on
What I've got goin' on in my head, do ya'll wanna bet
That I'm worth 50x more than what ya'll ever get?..
Every bar that I spit is an arsonist in itself
Every bar that I spit is a pass from living hell
Every shard from my lips is embodiment of a star
Can I just ask one question.. Is that too much to ask? <~(double meaning)
As for the question..
are We're all trapped in the same room, stay quiet -
I'll paint runes! IN ANCIENT heiro glyphics
Deep within mayan physics downtown cairo's district
I believe there is no limits
The game with no gimicks theres two types of people in it
the workers and the hustlers.
The hustlers never work
and the workers never hustle...
one day I'll have enough.. To stop rapping, I need sleeping..
But with the way that I keep bleeding it's never gonna stop
Every time I wave my hand like "Lets take it from the top"
It's another wasted minute that they've taken from the top
Of my lifespan.. I've had enough, someone please! Say it's gonna stop..
But whether or not my letters get hot
Beccome
Rich and famous? elegant
staying here? 1-10 we scored 11 we heaven sent
And ya'll will say you feel me when my vocals touch again..
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