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shows I'm exposed now that's my title
Folks don't remember nothing good 'bout me
In this pursuit towards redemption I see that some would doubt me
But,

they don't peep I ball
Cause who else I'ma call, when it get late night
Nobody, ehh, so on my own I fight
See I got shawty on my phone, she won't leave

The second you hear the title screen
You will refer to me as the reckoning
I'm beckoning these pocket monsters
Stomping through the battle ring
My HP

Wanna be a world star by blasting people
Fighting people and making videos for some fame
But in a month nobody gonna remember your name
If you keep it up

have
Therefore, I sound nothing like you
I get listens by doing just what I do
I feel entitled to go and get the title
I fuck with streams and yeah, I

son
I fight the fight where I won't let you say the villain won

Should be honored that you met me
From these clowns I feel the envy
Watch your mouth

were made to bleed
It was deliverance by God's hands
Not platitudes from flawed man
Not finger pointing, but the anointing that changed how the world ran

a perfect yesterday
Swept away by the mess you say
It's not ok
But hey
I fought the good fight
Lost, paid the cost
Of course a divorce is heavy as Christ

could fight like we racing inside the ride for the pink slip
All your bitches could witness you get disfigured you sinking
You should cherish the moments

My heart aint calloused
But my hands are
I rest easy when I go hard
My pride aint ever hurt
By some dirty work
I don't want a safety net
Or a handout

Second to none is the title I fight for I'm straight to the point meet the tip of the spear
I'm tipping the scale in my favor to favor a favorite who

From the Halls of Montezuma 
To the Shores of Tripoli; 
We will fight our country's battles 
In the air, on land and sea; 
First to fight for right

to the fight but this is not a nun-chuck
Bae ain’t cheat on me or nothing but bitch I’m still finna dump it
Fuck Glizzy Dance, I got this big bitch in here

send it by another ten to five
It's hard to compromise, I visualize and vocalize, my local enterprise
I seen the guys, that wanna vandalize, my social

(In the past)
I've been defined by fear
Not who I am

(What I believe)
Ridiculed into absurdity
as I desperately
Await my time

(Not anymore)
Now

this like a vinyl
That's just how it is with me it's always a recital
Girl I wanna hit I'm catching feelings but I'll fight em'
Cause every time I like

through a straw when I'm through,
I had to fight for the title I'm still undefeated the only one falling is you!
(RAAAAAA)
Buss em Up!
Buss em Up!
Buss em

and dark... like a tomb.  A trainer walks in, followed by a boxer in his mid twenties... bloody and bruised from the fight.
You had to work for it tonight.

a title bout with uncle Sam
It's time to rip it up and burn the plan

We have to fight nails and teeth
We can't turn the other cheek
Because change won't

take Kontrol of life like its Traktor.
Just a moniker, fearless trails like jet li,
Knock'em gearless, relinquish titles, ballads to chi.
Guillotines,

not crashing with Ghosts
Halo's flow is flooding by the dozens
You can't fight them all
And if you think you Spitfire
You'd still be ripping off

Always helped when I had questions, all my olders like course
I peeped the game from 6ix, TE & E. Mak, a bright force 

Bent by the powers, we evade, defy

want to fight me tho 
But I ain't got no time for that 
I'm on to writing finer raps 

(Verse1) 
I've been dying to rap 
I got mind intact like you was

the heat by her feet
So please
Do as much as you can
Cuz im doin what you cant
Tough to handle ill tuck you in
Fuck you mean what the fuck you sayn
Yall