Dirty Sax (feat. MikeXBrown)
Tray Charles
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F*ck haters they tried to lable me an underdog The truth is I'm never standing up under y'all I climbed high to the top to see these niggas fall And haters stay on they bull and they don't even ball See ill shit that's what my style consist of These pussy ass rappers are the clones of some bitches I'm waiting for a cat to pop off and try to diss us It's B.C.S. crew in this bitch what Who iller Look deep in my soul you'll find a lil bit of Jay, Pac, Big, Nas, Dilla Rapping or thugging now days the only way to get richer An ex-college boy trying to paint my perfect picture But sometimes I get abstract Trying to get on my Bob Ross But Picasso is where my ass at Sometimes simplicity over rules everything And your enemies can take over your every dream Yeah Take a listen to a classic I'm trynna show em and tell em just who the baddest Now what we playing when we lay em in the casket We bring the drums out Dirty Saxes Yeah Dirty Saxes Take caution the situation's drastic Now what we playing when we lay em in the casket We bring the drums out Dirty Saxes Uh oh better call up your manager I got verses 16's will damage you Bringing 32 shots for the cameras First 48 bars body baggin em Now add em up Shit saddle up We ain't never met defeat So how you toe tagging us Still running this shit Stamina on maximun They ain't never passed the baton That's how we lapping em I be the anchor not the quick sinker Now I'm bout to switch lanes Take a look at my left blinker Skating on you call me Brink Brinker And if you're still not catching my drift you're not a quick thinker So get your mind right or exit stage left Cause I be aiming at the thing where the brain at Trnna go hard caught you slipping cuz the paint wet Saying you the shit and you ain't even made a stain yet You see I'm tired of that same ol, lame ol delivery Flow be on digorna, Beats forever rotisory They say the boy rhymes illmatic Used to haters hating because the boy ill at it And still at it, caonstantly on a mission Giving life to everything that I have ever invisioned Moms told me to strive and be the best Keep my team to a limit and F*ck you to all the rest Minus all my connects, Radio said it best You ain't gotta show love my nigga just show respect Bet, Salute to you dog Salute to my team Salute to all of y'all chasing a dream And getting that cream It's time to guap it out Knock it out like Paquiou They right clicking the mouse Shit look at who they copy now They bridge is over I aint talking bout no boogie down It's time to rethink who the hottest In this fucking town ME!
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