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Pac
Was a more relatable plot
Started on the Amistad now we own acres and yachts
Reputation qualified made them other guys exempt
Get dotted by them K's

shoulders
Twitching now
Sneak and hit from the side like the kids around
Boiling over twist a nob lift his top simmer down
Hold the switch tight
Opps in

that's what they say 
But it's like my own don dey delay
Now them dey make may the boy wan vex
Gimme dat beat Make i write one verse
All these haters them

boy you is a pure bitch
Talking bout 30 clips but you don't really hold shit
Stop all that cappin nigga y'all ain really on shit
Be a real man lil nigga

be a first class wigga
Take a shot then pour me another glass wigga
Just sick of these pussy ass wiggas
Beat the pussy 'til it cry
Hit it, quit it

be thinking I'm the one you don't want me as a foe
Imma show you how it was about 50 years ago
Blood shed in the air while the bodies hit the floor
I

keep on asking if I'm still on that rap shit
But I moved on right past it
On to something better and it's feeling like magic
And now you are gonna have

be part of this world 
Tryna be well away on the narrow 
Now I'm on the straight and narrow 
Gotta hit targets with God's bow and arrow
Thinking Hallow

ground like an ocean
Tick tock(hold it)
Slowly as the beat drops, we know that
Boy! We ain't part of the rat race
We moving on our pace, on grace
Freedom

goes down
They say she's been held by every other boy
All that talk about you can it be that it's all true
A nasty reputation to destroy
Love me touch me

dont be runnin now)
(told yall nigga its biblical)
prayin for a mothamfuckin miracale
by force our presence is pivotal

kc bred she a royal kid 
20 years

a bad boy, mama
Don't get mad at me
Is your conscience heavy? It
Doesn't have to be
Any impact I have will lack gravity
That's how I learned to laugh

I've been waiting for this
Challenge all my life
No mistaking, it's the day that
Somebody can hold a fight
All this training on the mountain
From

Rap Battles by Sarmad Rao
We have captains of PSL 7
LET'S GO!

Mein number one batsman, hun is dour ka Bradman
Marun ball ko like a madman, khaun

To feathers ruffle
I just came here
To do the Superbowl shuffle

I'm L.A. Mike
And I play it cool
But don't sneak by me
Cause I'm no fool
I fly on the field

a couple things to do before I die
So I gotta keep it movin' like a drive by
So I gotta duck you like autocorrect
It's gotta be me
Gotta be
I gotta be next

liars y'all no where right now
And I did this for self cause I felt like raging all on this bitch
Felt like producing these motherfucking hits
Felt like

HOOK-

Consciousness is taking over 
Got them visions on my shoulder
I'm convinced that I was chosen

Used to sip but now I'm sober 
Losing grip

And fuck you man if you doubt my success 

Peng ting by my side boid it
Petty little beef trying to avoid it 
Ca these man are full of shit 
Like an u

ones, yea they be some funny ones
Don't know how to hold it, how to use it, you can't have a gun
Lookin' up to god like, damn, i'm really one of one
I'm

we bumpin' songs? (Cause we bumpin' songs)

Sometimes shit works out, sometimes it doesn't
It worked so perfectly, now everything seems busted
There's

resist a slow burn with a risk
Bring it back to me
You're grand by design

You're Las Vegas
And you're priceless
And I like this
Your stakes are so high

hit double digits (facts)
I'm in the trap with Bridget, that's white girl, I don't need no one to mix it (Lizzie)
I know niggas that pree the ting

sweetbreads on the 4th of July grill
Smile and wave, boys, kiss the cook
Live laugh and love, please pass the pills

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