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Google the boy G\r\nSquad up an' get visited by my solo verse\r\nOh! Somebody 'bout to become lonely\r\nI'm hearin' Niggas bein' quoted\r\nAs one of the best\r\nWell I'm one best\r\nImpossible that I could be second guessed\r\nBeyond reasonable doubt\r\nIt's my field, so what's a foul\r\nFuck sellin' a soul to blow, I'll glow\r\nSame shit applies to recognition\r\nWay too fly, lines are drop\r\nAre more critical than a missile\r\nThe only time I throw Niggas under the bus\r\nIs when I does it literally\r\nWatch 'em get crushed\r\nOver a lil' fuss\r\nSave ya breath, don't spit\r\nKnow why, I always win\r\nNiggas bite style, more than a carrot\r\nExposed to a Rabbits teeth\r\nI'm a sperm straight outta Jesus \r\nIn a form of blood\r\nRoamed for a perfect host\r\nLike Venoms introduction to Eddy Brok\r\nTake 2Pac's 7 days theory\r\nAn' put it to practical\r\nBut that don't mean I'mma die at 25\r\nAn' good music don't mean ya a better rapper\r\nI'll make a fiend outta ya due to my music\r\nYa is a Fan now\r\nAt least ya can now\r\nRoll the dice wit' no hesitation\r\nWell life's a gamble\r\nA movie? Quick, change the channel\r\nTurn me up son\r\nThese days a nigga breaks more sweat\r\nThan gym personal trainers\r\nIn private sessions\r\nPlannin' to do part time at school\r\nFigured if I work\r\nThere wouldn't problems payin' fees dued\r\nHad to murder in Hell\r\nSo Satan tells how cold I am\r\nSmith asks for Blacked Eye Peace\r\nI answered Will-I-Am\r\nShadows in my room\r\nAin't surprised, I feel to the devil\r\nMy souls highly valued\r\nUnaffordable, untouchable\r\nI take pride in such shit\r\nIt signals me that I'm more worth\r\nWit' unique purpose\r\nSo if ya tryna fuck me over\r\nWit' heartless intentions then bye bitch\r\nPeer pressure got to the world\r\nEverybody is tryna be better players\r\nNow how the Hell is ya expectin' me to commit\r\nDrop kick ya wit' punchlines\r\nWhatever beef ya got goin' on\r\nPut on an apron\r\nConfiscate it an' serve y'all lunchtime\r\nYa is a school dropout\r\nWhy should I let ya read between the lines\r\nOh my my, hey how 'bout we hold a cypher\r\nTongue sampled outta Bruce Lee\r\nIf pussy smells like fish\r\nI hit it raw' til I feel the need to ask what Sushi? \r\nI choke a lot\r\nVerses surrounded by electric fences\r\nI had to guess it's liquid\r\nSo shit is able to condense bitch\r\nI'm just tryna avoid my country's loophole\r\nSo cold that I'm 1st livin' proof\r\nThat there's life on Pluto\r\nNiggas on top of the world\r\nI'm on top of the sun\r\nSo fuck Hell\r\nBut how ya gone do it\r\nWit' a dick sized as Tinker Bell\r\nI'm the guardian\r\nPlayin' far from the Heavens Gate\r\nMoves so smooth\r\nI don't leave trails in a muddy way\r\nWouldn't even be surprised\r\nIf popo's knocked on my door\r\nWit' an' assault case due to the punchlines I roar\r\nPay attention for I'm a God\r\nIt's a statement ya should endorse, Lord!!","download_count":198,"play_count":0,"restrict_download":0,"generated_thumbnail":null,"flag_count":0,"download_count_24":2,"download_count_24_at":"2021-04-19","reupload_sent":0,"thumb_path":"https:\/\/s3.eu-central-1.amazonaws.com\/sol-assets\/uploads\/public\/5c4\/492\/d84\/thumb_162835_300_300_0_0_crop.jpg","status_reason":null,"status_reason_alt":null,"tags":[]}

Song Lyrics:

[Verse 1] This is a formal introduction So if ya Girl tryna kiss my ass I turn around Where she can put her mouth Where my cock is I Spit wit' a careful thought While I'm outta my mind Translated to incautious I play the innocent role Life's a movie, but ya can't act That's a well know fact The weather reporters Wouldn't be able to predict my reign While I'm on cloud 9 so understand That me go overboard Tryna show ya I play fair If history repeats itself I see the past through what they prophecies Go out to seek hatred While breathe love in the air Okay, we keep votin' for the same shit again It's even become a cycle Decades from now I can tell It'll still be recycled So how long can nigga keep doin' more What ya paddle in a bicycle Since when is fightin' for what's right Labeled violent As if sensitivity Strictly shoots for those who cryin' Shake while I drop punchlines Got the fear of fightin' Hell broke loose Now I roam Heaven Like roaches at night Probably fly so much The airport see me in plain sight Act up the lion king As my heart Simba roars wit' flavor Life's a journey, I Jesus Walks the Saviors I could've killed Niggas way back But I realized I been workin' in favors Sooner or later, I massacre the rap game Enemies is just as haters Murder She Wrote Pen drippin' in Blood Walk in a war zone naked I'm a heavenly sent Satan, huh Never expected like surprises I'm the reason why Hip Hop Will always be part of ya life Sis' Kill the term "Hip Hop is Dead" Yo', I've heard enough The question still remain unanswered To What happened to Hip Hop Come an' listen Muff her on her menstrual days Just so I could spit blood The sun rose, still I'm expected To shed light unto the souls above I'm a fiend to rap Fuck weed I smoke the sound of a beat Trust me, I take the top spot higher than OG's Don't know me? Google the boy G Squad up an' get visited by my solo verse Oh! Somebody 'bout to become lonely I'm hearin' Niggas bein' quoted As one of the best Well I'm one best Impossible that I could be second guessed Beyond reasonable doubt It's my field, so what's a foul Fuck sellin' a soul to blow, I'll glow Same shit applies to recognition Way too fly, lines are drop Are more critical than a missile The only time I throw Niggas under the bus Is when I does it literally Watch 'em get crushed Over a lil' fuss Save ya breath, don't spit Know why, I always win Niggas bite style, more than a carrot Exposed to a Rabbits teeth I'm a sperm straight outta Jesus In a form of blood Roamed for a perfect host Like Venoms introduction to Eddy Brok Take 2Pac's 7 days theory An' put it to practical But that don't mean I'mma die at 25 An' good music don't mean ya a better rapper I'll make a fiend outta ya due to my music Ya is a Fan now At least ya can now Roll the dice wit' no hesitation Well life's a gamble A movie? Quick, change the channel Turn me up son These days a nigga breaks more sweat Than gym personal trainers In private sessions Plannin' to do part time at school Figured if I work There wouldn't problems payin' fees dued Had to murder in Hell So Satan tells how cold I am Smith asks for Blacked Eye Peace I answered Will-I-Am Shadows in my room Ain't surprised, I feel to the devil My souls highly valued Unaffordable, untouchable I take pride in such shit It signals me that I'm more worth Wit' unique purpose So if ya tryna fuck me over Wit' heartless intentions then bye bitch Peer pressure got to the world Everybody is tryna be better players Now how the Hell is ya expectin' me to commit Drop kick ya wit' punchlines Whatever beef ya got goin' on Put on an apron Confiscate it an' serve y'all lunchtime Ya is a school dropout Why should I let ya read between the lines Oh my my, hey how 'bout we hold a cypher Tongue sampled outta Bruce Lee If pussy smells like fish I hit it raw' til I feel the need to ask what Sushi? I choke a lot Verses surrounded by electric fences I had to guess it's liquid So shit is able to condense bitch I'm just tryna avoid my country's loophole So cold that I'm 1st livin' proof That there's life on Pluto Niggas on top of the world I'm on top of the sun So fuck Hell But how ya gone do it Wit' a dick sized as Tinker Bell I'm the guardian Playin' far from the Heavens Gate Moves so smooth I don't leave trails in a muddy way Wouldn't even be surprised If popo's knocked on my door Wit' an' assault case due to the punchlines I roar Pay attention for I'm a God It's a statement ya should endorse, Lord!!

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