Lyrics:
my spectator
You'll watch my every motion
You're nothin' but a fish inside my ocean
When it come to swimmin' I'm a deep sea diver
Some are live but
a fuck
Black blouse, live concerts
He's my man and I'm his girl
Or so i thought you and me might make it
I wear your love pretty tight don't you think?
But
higher, I'm gonna live higher
It's J. Chess
Yea
I always knew that the time would come
When I find in my mind that I rise like the shining sun
And I know
the real live bitches all across the map
Go ahead, go ahead, go ahead, go ahead
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, I'm on the roll like butter
Flow gutter, fuck what
of horrors
You born in a barn? Shut the fuckin door
You see, damn, cause I'm about to scare you
...Okay now I dare you
Close your eyes, open up your mouth,
nigga, pick that shit up
Expand your vocab
I'm giving out toe tags for no cash
All summer long plus three seasons after
Please CC a rapper, tell him
Professor or the Skipper
and downnnnnnnn
Chorus
Interlude: (*Das EFX giving shoutouts to other East Coast rappers*)
Verse Two: Dray, Books
Yo I'm back,
America Is Brutal And Meek Mill Is A Hero
Cover Story: Meek Mill is one of
Our generation's greatest street rappers
But can he thrive in
Welcome to the interlude
604 Area, Van-city's Own
I don't got nothing going for me but this penmanship
My pen been dry lately nothing to fill these
of the body
It's the same outcome
I get physical where I'm from
You too little and frail i'm Steph Curry
Not cause I 30 all y'all favorite rappers
But mostly
a stank face
J Cowan in the booth
Yo it's mayday
I'm spending all my change like it's payday
And this how I really live everyday
Every other day
That's more
I'm trying to break from these chains, fuck a neckpiece
I'm the realest in the cut, evidently
Continental something like a Bentley
Only rapper hold
him
DMX wanna get down, well, you tell, homie
I'm on that Treach shit, I do my dirt all by my lonely
I should rob Clue, man, his shit did well
I
Obama's nation OH GOD!
And you know I rap for days!
Twice as good as favorite rapper
Half the age
While everytime I'm spittin' ya'll
Niggas is half amazed
I
can't compete
(100) all by myself, I'm 100 deep
I was on the first 50
Now the powers at a dollar
Politician pushing tracks in it, mayor
I president in it
test the mics
I check 'em like sound, and like loose I'm down
Plus I done got better since Soul By the Pound, I maintain
"Maintain the rock"
You a fool for this one Twan
This dedicated to the ones who love me and the ones that hate me at the same time
I'm not a rapper I'm a game spitta
two
Livin down the street where BIG got shot
I hunt you
And the very next day where Pac met his fate
It's how we live our life, surrounded by Che
Pause
cuz I'm bad (bad)
She wanna fuck cuz I'm Shabb (Shabb)
I want a million dollar cash (cash)
Posted up like a cat (brrap!)
Fuck with me, j
life, as much as your possessions?
Don't be a stupid nigga, learn a lesson
I'm gon' get you either way, and it's better to live
Let me get what's
are fire
Bringing the heat that give you a rash
Not a hype beast cracker
I’m a youtube rapper
Just a teen aussie lad
Who’s full of manners
I still by my
don't pack a nine millimeter
Most a y'all gangsta rappers ain't hardcore neither
Whoever get mad, then I'm talkin' 'bout you
Claim you fear no man, but
bunch of rappers, respectfully (ha)
I don't care who niggas down with
I'm violatin' 'em if they was out here doin' clown shit, c'mon man (woo)
I know
to find if you beefing or tryna rhyme//
But I don't like war, what real nigga do?
The fake ones brag and get killed by they crew
I live for the code
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