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Final Round

Written, recorded, produced, engineered, & performed by Broc Jesch (Breezy)

Chorus
It’s the final round (3X)
Final boss final showdown

Verse one: xzibit

(see look look)
I grab the mic and start breakin down niggas
Wit out no problem
Broadcastin live from the bottom/aint no mic

Serious Rap Shit

Guru

Livin' Proof

1995

out with the dope that I sling,
And you can't touch it when I'm goin off.
And crazy shouts to my niggaz up north.
Although you're locked down you're

tell her hold it down
You aint gotta wait for me when I'm not around
Bitches call my phone they learn the hard way

I pull up no roof no roof, but thats

Represent

Show & A.G.

Jackpot

2003

a drive-by.
Niggas catchin' tantrums,because your girl's never safe around
The midnight phantom.
They predicted I'm-a fall,
They must be down with Michael

‘Bass’ - written and performed by Collin Gibson and Rudy ‘Shred’ Covington, additional vocals by Damien Koen

CHORUS X6

Bass in a nigga face - Mello

head
Sit down have a talk of Ted
Anxiety fill my vision wit the red
Society kills any reddit thread
In bf1 jump on the medic bed
Make sure my momma fed

even worse when she left him with his uncle
His name was Ted he was violent if Ron pissed him off he would get pummeled
It was a struggle
And he was only

elevate a new altitude
Niggas always envy I could tell by attitude
That gas by the gram I’ll shake ya magnitude
Thanks for coming to my ted talk no

Lost

Let me tell you one thing
On the mic I'm Ted Bundy
I murder with my ink 
Hate under my dermis
Cause everyone think they're above me 
I'm a,

Just Real Sh!t, Feel Me?
You Know Just Real Sh!t Cause I Love Me A Down A$$ B!$$h
You Feel What I’m Saying?
A Lot Of Women Talking About I Don’t Have

Just Real Sh!t, Feel Me?
You Know Just Real Sh!t Cause I Love Me A Down A$$ B!$$h
You Feel What I’m Saying?
A Lot Of Women Talking About I Don’t Have

Kong ate a monkey
Modern day Ted Bundy
I'm wiping out your data
I sold the gold to Veda
I approved air strikes Yemen
She Deshaun' d that like Clemson

I don't need you
I don't need you
I don't need you
Told her I don't need you
I can do bad on my own
If I swing by I breeze through
I'm just fucking

truth like Ted talk
Been getting by, I ain’t waiting rest stop 
Tryna be an icon, sitting at my desk top 
Living out the box, I don’t this just to check

You got this hold on me, I can't deny
Thought I seen you passing by
My mind's playing games on me, to tell the truth, I'm terrorized
Shifting my

fuckers just blabbering about
I don't want friends I want a gun in my mouth
I swear I feel like Kurt Cobain
But I wont make it to 27
And by the way Ted K

All Gone to Hell

Motörhead

Sacrifice

1995

breathe,
Feel the bite, feel the bite, no-one wi" believe,
By your side, by your side,
Beware of shadows now,
Kiss your bride, kiss the bride,
Seal your

that won't back down
Mindless scars left by this pen
Doubting every single sound
Brown notes thrown out leaving only grey
Now those loud no's screaming

this bitch (She do)
And my buzz was dead I just got a revival in this bitch
And I'm going out like Fif because I'm dying to get rich
And by that I mean

and greenery
Hot tea, flea bites
Usual scenery
Smoke clouds, laugh loud
Talk quietly
Proud of ourselves
For surviving Saturdee
And creasing so hard
When Bailey

for the 50’s
Stock ‘em and cop a Bentley
Bring the big wigs

I question what you’re here for,
Lets just grab life by the horns
Get ripped, ride hard

You don't wanna see a tear drop from my eye
So you better just move homie and walk on by
Cuz I ain't got time, its hard staying alive
All you

Ouija boards
Told you hide and seek
But you peeps
Too greedy
If we pull your cards
Got no hearts
You fools are just
Full of Wheaties
Imma bite down
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