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like a metro
Step up to the mic, you'll get thrown back like retros
Dawg on the beat, I could've went to a pet show
You tryna compete, you gonna win, boy

be a sad love song being sung by Toni Braxton
And I'll dissect you like a fraction
Oh, you wannabe top cat MCs, I'll pop you like a zit
You wanna be

would quit
Spend my nights a self critic hoping negative thoughts would win
I beat myself down, let lovers dictate esteem
But never again, I'm starting

z môjho publika tvorá deti
Hned na začátku by som vás chcel upozornit že som faker a na svoje si tu dojde každý hejter
Nevím sa trafit na beat a mám

dropping something new real soon
So stay tuned, and keep bouncing
To these beats produced by DJ DN3000
Peace to everybody out there who copped the album
When

haven't made a beat in months, my boy Nate been cooking up
Yeah we 'bouta sign a deal, I can't really say too much
808's gone wake you up, fuck that boy

I told Opp's we in the same city can't wait to see yo ass
Don't treat me like that lil boy cus boy I'll beat yo ass
 Creeping thou the cutt you won't

beats Boy,
You cannot compete, Only top spot I see
All alone, it's just me Yeah, dead at night, not a thing in sight
Just a pen and mic, and I feel like

without em
And it wasn't by choice either
I had an ultimatum they ain't give me remorse neither
If you get cold feet, I'll just dropped more heaters
Feeling

gonna melt my concern
Cause stress on people snap them, but I'm snapping on beats instead
Soon as I hear those sound waves that stress is leaving my head

And they ain't scared to catch a case
See I'm ahead of the race
In my lane where I will stay
I'm not loved by people
But I bang in other states

I'm the type

Defined by delivery I was cmazon 

I am not of this world it's what I landed on 

I shoot my shot till it's empty you rappers canons gone

Mc's

get her hella flowers
I'ma show you niggas how to get some feminine powers
Gonna grab her by her neck and then you're gonna devour
Gonna beat that booty

ohhh
Check the code, cause I follow by one I ain't never snake, I ain't never told one
Catch me in the stu, you know I gotta cook one
Got a couple

a "G" ohhhh.

Check the code cause I follow by one. 
I ain't never snaked, I ain't never told one. 
Catch me the stu, you know I gotta cook one. Gotta

it all
Don't know what to tell you
I've been in a time lapse
Something like a hell loop
Know you heard the album
Dropped mpeg and hell broke lose

the intentional torment
By raising rent, but they would pay it never late with a cent
Got more intense with time my mind entwined in every sentence
And led my head

time for none of the bitch shit
It's all defined
By what you doing now
Is you gonna get it now
cre you gonna wait around
Or are you gonna put it down

Never give up

This is just the prelude this is just a preview
Album on the way
Biggest critic and its part 2
Keep it in drive please don't let nobody

The message through the bottle 
Grab the Devil by the horns full throttle 
Lightning striking twice ain't too odd 
When you're looking for a sign from your god

to ignore
I couldn't visit her because I was on tour
You had me up by 1, now it's time to settle the score
Got so many beats in my head that my brain sore
Too

Fucking album
You can sell by the start, this gon' be a masterpiece

Nevermind I'm cappin' all this shit, it's gonna be butt cheeks
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

lanes and double the weight to keep sane
An the vault right, so expect a song every week
2 albums , 3 E.P's , 4 hundred songs deep
Got genres, go an check

Babyyy ( The goat album)

Hey

Y de esta manera ( killing on the beat)

Cerramos este capítulo

The real codes





Written by: Samuel Jose Garcia Cordero