Mic Check 1,2 freestyle (clean)
Off the upcoming mixtape Very Great Songs
Music for the people.
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Lyrics
First off, TNS is here now/
Sorry o-town that mean the game ain’t fair now//
Either run wit us, get run over/
Or run up to the pimp n brush the dirt off my shoulder//
I stay so filthy when I’m makin these classics/
That the weight on my shoulder’s comparable to atlas//
N I’m real wit you b****rds/
So I won’t say a g****amn thing that I’ll take back after//
I get love everywhere that I step/
In the city, in the county, in the state that I rep//
You kno the one, if not, it’s gonna hit u/
It’s long, it’s wide n it hang down like my d**k do//
N of course my people stock wit good lines/
The state that share a name wit the momma from good times//
You kno we bout the good times/
The bad never lasts just ask, my hood’s fine, we could shine//
UH we keep it movin, no questions asked/
So u gotta do some footwork if u tryna step to that//
I don’t see it happenin, ya boy’s like Atkins/
Dropped the weight, but my pockets fat again//
It’s like the bills’ shoutin “Price we back again”/
Lincoln, Jackson, Franklin, Hamilton//
Like we was boys, n I’m seein em much more/
Hang wit dead presidents like my face on rushmore//
N is we hittin em up? Sure./
N***as look like jigga don’t kno what they give it up for//
When it come to spittin I’m way hype/
N my bars is never empty like a Friday night//
TNS is out, give Orlando room/
This my kingdom of heaven let Orlando bloom//
This where it’s at, never fade to black/
We got Disney, but Mickey never came no rat//
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Mic check 1,2 what is this?
TNS here for b**ches... umm... business
