Head banga
PROPZ TO PARAMOUNT PRODUCTIONS
My appearnce is nothing to u My words are everything.
Lyrics
ayeeee
::Hook::x2
gotta make it gotta make it i gotta make it to the top
Gotta Claim it, gotta Claim it, gotta Claim my spot
gotta make it gotta make it i gotta make it to the top
Gotta Claim it, gotta Claim it, gotta Claim my spot
Verse
I'm quick to disperse it, quick to reverse it,
pickin the perfect - Sick of the verses, sick of the hurses,
kickin the purses, stick to the curses - tricked to inverse it, clickin advertient
streets immersing - the streaking and reaking,
if u think of speekin then im shrieking ya bound to ber leaking
now ya thinking or blinking, then your life is shrinking
Now thank im linking you down the hatch n sinking like we was drinking
Ive worked too hard to get what i got, bars that im spittin way to hot
takin the swagger that i brought, || im claimin thatll ill make it to the top
bringin game everytime that i drop || Proclamin my fame, n that i will not stop
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hookz
ive done said it, my rhymez embedded, dredded and dethreaded
all ya whack rappers beheaded, now im headed to my prime
so ahead of my time ive been on the grind, an im ready to shine
instead of the grime, ive steadied my rhyme and ill neva fall for no petty chrime.
you never knew how ive been raised, never knew where i been praised
been phased and amazed my mind plays in the maze, and for days and years
ive grazed my fears, staged my peers, and displaid my fears ..
ya im toppin the max, im cockin it back, toppin the facts
we stockin the stacks, , and im Rockin the tracks
pullin the slack..so the top spot ya im taking it back
