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Impromptu MC

Impromptu MC is a hip-hop artist known for his improvisational skills and spontaneous performances. He seamlessly blends intricate wordplay with witty lyrics, delivering his music with a raw and authentic energy. With a distinctive flow and a unique style, Impromptu MC captivates audiences with his engaging stage presence and dynamic live shows. He has gained a loyal following for his ability to freestyle effortlessly while maintaining a powerful connection with his listeners. more »

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Eighteen, all grown up, bread on the streets
Got wheels, got cash, got a job and I'm sweet
Stretch the money, cause worries are like currency
Stay away from the evil people that try and bugging me
Considering pick pocketing wristwatches
Or flipping quarter key green packs or just hip hop
I got a choice follow in my father's steps
Or man up and get farther yet, father with the steps
Sort it with four quarters or four tracks
Before orders of four burgers or Big Macs
Six pack nuggets and dank socks
I was ducking the cops, or trying to duck a hook from my pops
While you were chilling right on the couch
I was spitting right from the mouth
Trying to perfect my style and I'm out
Tight like a vagina, monologue of the south
But I learned to modify my fire, you can't douse it out
From Vic city, twin cities to new south
Sedan fill her up until the petty run out
Black hoodie on, pumping the bowser
Then bounce with a seven up and an ounce in your trousers
Nobody as slick as this team, slippery slopes, more jokes, vividest dreams
Dimes tight, wireless mic's and lime lights
With a focus on no crime
And trying what's right
But, holler at homie you got the zig zag, come around later, yo
We'll spit the big bag
And battle rap each other, until one of us stutters
Or collapses wake up and do it tomorrow
Twenty eight, all grown up, bread on the streets
Got wheels, got cash, got a job and I'm sweet
Stretch the money, cause worries are like currency
Stay away from the evil people that try bugging me
Considering white collar for tight dollar corporate management
But f*ck it, yo, I'm a rhyme scholar
High value clients, no value in myself
I felt blinded by the money, it hurt my health
But, I can see a snake in the grass, making clients millions while I'm straight
Bustin' my ass long hours away, I miss my fiance
This ain't the life for a man that's stuck in a lost place
Transferred with my job to a quiet beach town
Did it for twelve months more and put the tools down
Found a studio where I could make beats
Write rhymes, record it and then I sit at the beach
I felt like I was right in my prime
Straight making plans for the high life, with my future wife
Then it all came crashing down
The owner of that studio, he jetted from town
Shady characters, hiding from their challenges
Plus he owed me 2.2k for the damages
And I ain't seen him since, but make sure of this
When we catch up he will be paying interest
Now holler at my lady, baby I'm coming home no more
Overnights my patience is running low
Time to set new goals and boss it
Applied for my same old job, got it and lost it

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