Can you feel it ?
With my life on the line
Risk it all, i'll take whats mine
Try to hold me back, I still grind
Destiny mine to define
All these ryhme
write themselves in my mind
Once it starts
I'm likely to shine
So i put up my middle finger
haters, theres your sign
Knock knock
now click click
My bread baked, money in my bank
wrote a whole verse,
your pad's still blank
I still flip you off
don't give a fuck whats your rank
3 years later i'll sit on mills
saved your recession with my bills
you'll have me to thank.
hey brother,
I heard you were giving me advice
say don't be who i am
hating who i am to be precise
better think twice
can you afford to pay the price
trip to the cleaners,
when i roll the dice
I'll diss you publicly
guess I don't play nice.
ready or not,
here I go.
Just a warning, when I start
I lose control
when your down, i can't stop
spitting till opposition can't beg no more
In 5 years,still reign on top
smoke some cigar, cool as chill
you're still hitting on middle school girls still [peudophile]
better save some money
life time subsciption, those little blue pill [ha ha ha]
brother, you should know
your girl will be my private show
grinding with the beat's flow
I'm not the same cause I don't game
you turn it up, but attention still on my frame
turn your entourage against you
it's not my fault
people join my cult
worship the skills i dazzle
you posers know your in trouble
crack your game so quick u'll be seeing double
I'm telling you as a friend
let this little beef end
I do damages that can't be mend
just give me a call, apologize,
and end it this round
shut up before you get played like a big fat clown
give up before I run your game out of town
your game credit soon can't be found
after this verse, do the smart thing and bow the fuck down.
You want to diss me?
who taught you how to be?
so you think you can flirt ?
ha - ha - ha
that's just bizzare
look at your track record, didn't run far
your game hits the dirt
I don't need that fancy rings, 3 bills shirt
still charm the girls, so wipe off that smirk
the real deal, you wanabe playa
the director, when your just a stand in actor
I don't even have to rap
my lyrics just set up the trap
you fell, you die, disappear off the map
times up for your 15 minutes of fame.
it's nothing personal,
it's just game.
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