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Lyrics
Truth…right now go get it
Don’t do it for the style go wild no gimmicks Far from the norm when I flow lyrics
Say ya swag on a 100, mines has no limits
MY swag on infinite first album
Put em in my flows, I’ll drown em
Think you can call somebody betta den me? Ill clown em
Fuck it nigga gimme the phone and ill clown
Im getting under they skin, im so far in em..
Don’t be another darn victim
The kids arms may be too short to box wit God
But trust and believe dat I can go spar wit em
Its all venom…spittin on my cobra shit
But I am not a snake like these niggas u be rollin wit
Im a much worst predator…
You the prey..Im more like the vicious lion dats beheading ya
Murk any plethora of lyricists u peppin up
I do not dance but ya man does step it up..
Get me? I jus rap too nice
You in the race lil man, but I lapped u twice
Skating on a thin rink, bout to crack the ice
Yet u still wann live a much faster life
Please stay in ya name, don’t pass the light
And put ya blinkers on cuz u might crash tonight nigga
Sppit crack like the drugs on a fiends lips
Flows tighter den ya pants, watch the jeans rip
What the haters gon say when they see this?
Only thing they can say is dat he sick
Or say Jesus…word to J’esus
My Spanish heads show me love, but they hate you
How can a nigga mention hate and religion
Only two bars apart, cuz he real and he faithful
Loyal to the game, rest in peace to Pac
IPod on my hip where he keeps the glock
Only to pay homage cuz my music is my weapon
But this is ntoo a thing dat I do as a profession
I do it for the crews to keep the truth within the essence
The first time I did it momma knew it was a blessing…
She wanna see her son sign on the dotted line
And watch the big sun shine or our dollar signs
But I cant even tho I got a lot of rhymes
Cuz a nigga trynna go to school and he gotta grind
But when ya boy graduates in allotted time
Imma come home and school yall like its colombine
Step all ova u like u aint got a spine
No gang relation..but imma shine
