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MP3 3.5 MB • 128 kbps • 3:47
Story behind the song
Just a quick track, i havent recorded in a while.
Lyrics
if ya'll thought i was dead you got anutha thing coming
im running up my name things'll never be the same i summon
this rap game for alittle abit fame before it goes down the drain
i know im sane when i spit my lyrics they just hit my flos they just fit
im tired of this sh** i need to get break
but believe me i wont fake im take what i can take
ima run my name up untill i just came up
as long as i have a voice you gonna hear my stuff
and thats my mission i follow my intuition
i got the ammunition i follow my ambition
and now im the position to get u in the submission
in addition i aint lookin for recognition
im looking for a chance to be the bigger man
if i walk away its all apart of my bigger plan
to be gettin no less than my life span
to become one of the best with this mic in my hand
im like a lyrical assassin histeracal madman
puttin these beats to waste just show me da trashcan
grew up around some sinner sh** but never claim innocent
gotta spit the wickest sh** tease the dog u will get bit
just like that this is it one more step one more hit
cant retreat cant forget on my feet feel the heat
feel the beat and know its deep and dont sleep
im tight to this game so you better believe
you better hold ur breath when its my turn to breath
im steppin up my game steady bringin the flame
ya want put it to the test come holla my name
im one of the meanest my flows the cleanest
my rhymes disect ya nothing can protect ya
once i hit the mic my words they just wreak ya
slowly infect ya watch where ya step ta
here we go about ta let it all out cha
then we gonna pouce ya light ya up and doubt ya
everytime i write a rhyme i dont like i
put it in the trash and find something i might
release on the incocent find my next victim wit
arms and legs teathers togather with a sewing kit
cant forget the oven mits when i burn the evidence
now i found ya residence how i been so clever since
i found my moms metal snips
brought em to her bedroom quick
grab the cat and gave a snip
both the ears and just the tip
thats was it i flip my lid
someone save the demon kid
my flos are hypnotic my lyrics are psycotic
my songs are chaotic cuz im abit neurotic
i cant help but be this way an try and exceed
the average emcee i spit more accurately
you got a problem wit me or wanna disagree
you will see how quick you become an amputee
i aint playing no more u got no one to blame
im switchin gears now and steppin up my game
some ppl say im blessed some people say im great
but what they dun see is that i carrie my own weight
i never have to try to make my presents known
i tick to my own beat like a ticking metronome
i came in this game and made my own lane
and every since then i've been trying to maintain
ive learn to face the pain whenever you against the grain
you can learn to step forward or just let it go down the drain
I dun rep a gang and i dun rep a street/
I rep myself whenever its time to beef/
putcha ya hands up cuz im ready to bust
this aint my regular beat but i dun give a f***
i ran in the street for awhile but now im gone
if you think im soft then dude you dead wrong
i dun playa hate and dun try to be great
i just get ona beat and well i spit fate
I wont backdown from spittin my backround/
I wont clap rounds without lookin around
you think its joke when whiteboys try to rap
well you looking at something totaly not that
I dun rep a gang and i dun rep a street/
I rep myself whenever its time to beef
putcha hands up if you dont give a f***
i been gone for a minute but now ur times up
