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just vibin ain't no titles
Brain like demons in a silo
Soul look like when your eyes close
Haters dreadin my arrival
Bars so hard I might go viral
Got

reason and no rhyme 
How does a connection feel this strong without bars 
Even when you're not wearing the pants you're in charge
You need a realer man you

the rapping alchemist, making gold bars
Got a battle tendency, call me Joestar

Go toe to toe when I'm in a fight with a kaiju
Cause up on stage I'm a little

struggle was a casualty
Every single bar, is like a g-pack or a packaged key
Im building up my legacy, the standards coming after me
I'm on my pockets, like

the way
Bars written heavy like an anvil
Hunger in my voice so I split it with my anger
Ya'll boys pampered
We play the hits
Ya'll boys dancers
Hip Hop

a deal
With these fucking bars
But I don't want the money
I don't want the fame
I want competition
For this boring game
So fuck titles
I'm taking the belt

melody
Shouts out to my home girl melody with birdies on her titles
Geez
I'm going crazy. A psycho fein
And I'm a little skitzo and I'm a little manic

I'd start off joking with a few simple bars
Wanna speak models and a few foreign cars
Now I wanna be fun and speak from the heart
So that's a reminder I

Madrid with fire in his eyes
Step on the pitch feel the crowd erupt
Speed like a bullet he's ready to disrupt
Four Ligue 1 titles PSG's shining star
217

and be a rain cloud
Raining all over your self doubt
Run your ass through the check out
You ain’t never gotta pout this my title bout
Callin out the fuck

lose your dignity and your title
Bitch
I ain't the one to sign
I only play when I got a controller in my hand

And if I'm cheddar checkin' please

The tunes blasting, my voice your broadcasting
I know I left a bunch of niggas hungry, y'all was fasting
I'll trade a couple bars for that four

star waiting for the right bar
Waiting for the guitar they go bizarre 
Waiting for this waiting for that
Chose this depends on myself

I was 11 I played

Deb nath title mane hoilo shibo gutro
Ato boro hoiya geli korli bole bisnai mutro 
16 bochor jokhon chilo tokhon  pora chutlo

Tai goli goli cham baji

of stating the facts but uh...

HOOK

We in a damn spell;

Living on Earth they trying to bring us to hell/

Got a few bars left and believe me there's more

Told her we fuck its a wrap
All of these bars are a trap
Spitting this shit just show you the kid on the plate, when he's ready to bat
Maybe just sum

These are the pre-release bars 
Riffing on the mic to rip loose from my  
Rocky self esteem, anger issues, 
I need more than make-believe to redeem

Aye
Gold legs in my Silverado
Gimme a kiss and I'ma give you the title
Super Walmart, super model, yoo-hoo
And I ain't talking 'bout the bottle,

And like that, I'm gone
But you know I had to leave you with this though
Yeah
Hell yeah
Genius

Hear me flow when it comes to these bars I'm

man put in the work and eediots blow without meaning to

King of kings and a rep that title
I walk like I got a crown on my head
Christ consciousness

my redemption
I'm the one who made the title nigga this is my edition
If you wanna talk bad to me you getting two extensions
People screaming for you

keep some gas up yah car/ uh poppa told me he think of me as star/ uh god was Sippin wit me, we was at the bar/ now I’m wit the homies talkin change

ain’t a thing

Can’t nobody tell us no 
We’re the king of Kings you see

You can have the throne V
I just want the title Please

I want these rappers

Came in the game
Just to give yall my taste
Many be phoney
So I had to rephrase
Ain't for title
So stay in your lane
Been on my own
Quit with the fakes