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Senior to you freshman rappers
I'm a real boom bapper
The difference between a MC and an artist
I spark hits
Flame thrower boil mud in the mosh pit
Make

take what's mine
I don't got no time, so don't waste mine, finna die by mine

Log on the site and I go boom
My mandem ah got no heart
If I found your

or Olive Garden
Con permiso beg your pardon
Socialista, Calvin Klein
Palace collab Clandestino
Boom - what's yours is mine

Kill me for the reliquary, listen

the pain plus I got an app for the boom bap.

So I rise like the silver surfer. I got more than four fantastic rhymes you never heard of. Come any further

enslaved by grief, trying to sing a song in a foreign land
Donnie McClurkin's course of stand, but you choked up and your voice is thin
After you boo-hoo,

Smack it glass crack Urlacher tactics I like the old
Stuff I'm a throw backer my raps Lebron style Hulk slasher
Tony Atlas mass is Colossus I got this bug

she low-kai

McConnell's call me loco, Qualo by the boatload
Fuck no I ain't poppy, but my doe don't know so
Smoother than a love note, stroking like

hand
Just holding hands we ain't do shit
But your new boyfriend he a nuisance
When I hit ya phone see he got you on that new shit
Drive from Loyola

a picture i'm Fincher, David
Snitch and catch a fist to the face kid
Instrumentals mix with my language and boom
Turn your place to a grave or a tomb
Been

on to this

All of this pain, you hide it inside
When you have no voice, they silence your cries
I don't want to say my final goodbyes to you
But don't bring

the MC booms
I can hear my name
Crazy searchlights soar
Hungry for the game
Standing back to back
Try to take it in
Gonna ride the wave
And be the bravest,

grab it and I don't lie
MC's now boom biddy bye-bye
When I catch y'all hear y'all jacking my style
Let's all get a bowl of fresh air
Breathe in breathe

or no questions
Don’t know the answers though
I guess the less I know the better
At least that’s what I’ve been told
By Tame Impala, call your Mama
Tell

you're looking at a captain
Jump aboard you won't sink
25 should have got a Porsche no tints
Rolled by and I sold Nines in the mist
Got Mo stacks turned 18

Boom to the Devil
The demon got to runnin
The angel stood by
And said victory was upon ya
Lesson learned Never plunder
Stay ten toes Like a stunna
Then

'ma show you somethin'
(yeah, yeah) i'ma up with that motherfuckin'
Pole or somethin' (yeah, yeah)
Glock 43 X to your nose or somethin'
Wе seen them shots

cake
Bitches think I'm a snake
As if, get out my way
Keep you on your toes like ballet
This is my chocolate cake

Liz is the cat's meow, purr

Got so

One, two, funk igniter plus
(Yeah)
Comin' at ya at thirty degrees, Fahrenheit
(Ha, ha)

The heat is on your ears
Right now we gettin' ready
To get busy

I'm flipping bricks 
Dressed in all black prepared for the lick 
Ice on my neck got me feeling sick
Ice on my neck, your bitch wanna ski 
She swallow

what the fuck you mean? I
Ain't tryna make a scene, woah
Baby girl, get on your knees, I
Ain't tryna hear your dreams, woah
Got a big ass chop in this LV

go'
I'm idle
I say 'Hello Jackie, you look nice'
And boom I go viral
Ask for a shoutout
You'll get a roundhouse
Dead MC's and they can't leave

boyfriend name is Jimbo (Fuck outta here)
We don't play Nintendo (No no) 
I shoot you out yo' Timbos (Boom boom)
Mary, Joseph's, Jesus
I got demons in my

Uh, yes, (yeah) Cotton Town
Lancashire Rap Manufacturer
MC Slippy (Broken Crack Pipe)
Boom, battle, rumble, your doomed 
My rap'll stumble your

go ahead and duck that bitch
Go talk to your boyfriend and tell him to quit all that talking
He doing with his lips
And I ain't talking bout talking