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PEERLESS
By Raymond McDermott

Verse 1:
Hear ye, hear ye
Listen in close as I make my decree
Weak emcees need not be near me
Y’all sucker emcees need

swerving
Keeping pressure in a mason jar like its preserving
With landmark it's like a print so I right my name in cursive
If I slow up on you niggas anymore

count having child
That should be punished for taking to the breath that the good Lord gave you to speak my name out loud
Get your coins up before you

cousins in my face
I was running out of space
Momma had us in the church
When i was running out of faith
Bills come out of pace
Money coming out of safe

working for myself 
Just got tired of waiting on you so I did this by myself 
I don't need your hand outs I'm not asking for your help 
I've been on my own

the end of me
Made complete

One by one

Hey now, don't take this the wrong way, what I speak
But I think you should ask some questions, fore you sleep

Plays keep blowin up my line
Bitch I needa minute
Drop the ticket for a nigga
Tell him come and get it
When you do it by ya self
Youn gotta split it
Dat

feed you 
Whatever they're cooking, in the name of truth. 
Whatever they are saying, to make us fool
We ain't kids from playschool
We ain't gonna play by

I'm a soldier any ground
I put my feet upon's a battle place
Have anyone matters eradicate
From your database
I know it's effing low when you
Pass me

Painting pictures with flows, red rose, gold coals, breadwinner
Cooking my dinner on dime made of soul
When i open a show, it's a dead headliner
Go

my toes
Swerving outta lanes, bitch I'm moving like I'm late
Get out of the way, I ain't scared of losing paint
Don't speak on my name unless you tryna

at the bowling alley, Goofy stayed up in his lane
I hang with gorillas, nigga, I ain't talkin' Fredo Bang

Speak up on my name, get him flamed, then I won't say

If I take a train to D.C
Would you meet me there this evening
By the mall
I've been careful I've been heeding
To this monumental feeling 
When you

i'd even seen these stacks
I'm only losing track when i delete a track
I don't believe in that
I spew my shit you feed it back
I've never needed that

jail now
Drugs murder affiliation
You name it
Talking money
Got to speak through
The consigliere
Feel like a mob boss
Feel I've got it made
Yeah I've got

and that’s fax cuh
Hop in my bag, you the typa nigga blame it on lag
Ain’t playing no games, don’t need no gamer tag
I come from the dirty I come from the rags

mad, speak up so I can hear you
Water under the bridge that I’m trynna pass over
Greener pastures ruined by the past owner
When I was last sober, had

(Ayo Silent, you the realest)
Yo, yo, yo, yo
D-T-B, not C-L-B, you feel me
Ha ha ha ha ha
Serious
Come on
I'm tryna stack my paper
Fuck a bitch, fuck

good, but them niggas be gettin' the belt
I hate the police, stop playin' them games, stop sayin' my name when the opps get nailed
Forever gon' stick

this I know

That after my departing
Shall grievous wolves 
Entering among you 
Not spearing the flock

Of your own selves shall men arise (men arise)

clean
Grew up with big dreams
To put his cita in limousine
That nigga me
He serious with it
Choosing when and not to give his energy
If you doing what he

the way that things are going
I'm flowing, I'm peaking in my poems
I speak em and I own em yeah
Big smiles when I'm entering the space
And sex appeal is

off out my mind
I changed my environment
If you speak down on my name
You might just end up dead (Yeah)
I mix the Wock' with the red
Get the Panera,

out from under the sheets
I feel no Fear like I'm the devil of dare
So while I make my presents known
To the grown and the young
Chant my name like you