Lyrics:
risk
Let's jump off and finish this
Check your mic
One two One two
Don't be scared
Never with you
I was always on your side
Maybe not great for my spine
And first up is Professor Doppelganger
A man who needs no introduction here he is with
"The Key To The Mind"
By no means am I Einstein I didn't go to Ivy
underground classics
Gettin more green than that nigga st. patrick
Makin wack rappers go and merc the set {*dial-up sounds*}
Better off behind a desk tryin
a demon slayer
Somethin' like Tanjiro
I don't know who that is
What
Damn, Miles, fuck (fuck)
Go on, let the beat play
Gassin' up (vroom)
Go and find me
right up and cupped his hands across my eyes
I guessed, "Is it Uncle Frank or Cousin Louie?
Is it Bob or Joe or Walter?
Could it be Bill or Jim
Quick to pop off let a couple shots off
Leave 'em bleeding out with his shoes & his socks off
War dancing I ain't trying to make it rain though
give you something dummy
You fell off, whole label getting wrecked by the Boss
Northstar and Stomp Down, just took another loss
Before I quit, I can't
Ima swing by yo way
Let's go to Sombreros
Put your card away
All drinks on me tonight
It's Friday
Take a shot for the week you had
You a survivor bae
Bitch I still be hot as fuck
Extended dick, gon' let it pop
Buffet Boys, bih, we ballin' off
No time for doe we sendin' shots
Expensive stomps on when I
A thousand Off
I'mSending Money
I let the hoes kall me Jake
that's what they know me by
Lil btx wit a face
I let her blow me down
30 onna 9 this btx blowing
a chain reaction
Stomp 3 times drop it in a split
Showing off cause I seen Tizzle Fitz
And I don't give a fuck if he got a bitch
On a hand stand do it till
one out to all the funky inspirations
Pretty Purdie on the drums with the beat relations
Well, I'm working on rhymes, they're coming line by line
one out to all the funky inspirations
Pretty Purdie on the drums with the beat relations
Well, I'm working on rhymes, they're coming line by line
gone do what you let
Don't try to flex you better come correct
I prolly can't buy no baguettes just yet
But I might take yours off yo neck
I'm going
my soul
Shoot hate into my veins, now it's time to go
Your best friend's blood is my shampoo
Stomp your head into the pavement
Wipe your brain off my
the skills to pay the bills, y'all
So it better pull through when it comes to me
Let it go down like it's supposed to be
Words together like birds in
go
Still sprinting to my dreams
Like I’m still on the run
Taking off like a direct snap in the shotgun
The verse is double barrel
Merk mumble rap for
let the burner go off ‘til the clip done
Told you the animal back
With the SE G’s, you ain’t
Got enough ammo for that, nigga
It’s my time, got to wait
way I'm gonna let the year end
Without you feeling the same
Go ahead and sit next to me baby
Got your seat NICE AND COZY
Ohh I forgot to actually say
Stomp that feeling your puke is a mutant
Can't think of who did this, well I grew stupid
Say accidents happen, it's admirable acting
Flicking the back
now I'm making moves trying to find my look
And I finally did, it's me bitch imma be myself and I leave you shook
Let me switch it up imma wreck this I
my brain
And level up your pedal, then go put it to the metal
See what you find if you let in my lane
Cause you'll be in the range of a long range
birds, and I tossed it
Cartier frames, vintage tee from Bob's liquor store
I'm quick to cut baby off, if she movin' too slow
Start the coupe from the crib
even if we seem to be
Blow 'em let it blast
Wilting flowers falling off my rosary
Tilted towers calling for your eulogy
Hold up, while I place
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