Lyrics:
Khan with my dominance, except there ain't no stopping this
Hip hop is this, this is me, down by two, I miss the three
My attitude, is care free, your
at your service
Mark your enemies, and I'll show them what hurt is!
Merciless, but what else should I be?
Sudden nice-guy gap, but that's honesty
couldn't do an album, now I got like 8 tracks
White boy rappin' shoulda signed to Nickleback
Jack make me delete posts on social why would you do that
I'm
at the plate, I'll run a diamond some day
But you better remember that every single letter
Is just part of the header of a message that's breaking fetters
No if
that mic down, admire the technique and tight tight sounds
Of a Renagade, never been afraid, the time is right now
Before I take my bow and finally
've paid less attention
Now we're facin' on a new world detention
Is that fair
Who's to blame, am I just having
Bunch of freaky dumb luck
Predictin' all
not be your sign zodiac
Yea I do this I do that
Yea I do this I do that
I got the blue diamonds on the Audemars
I gotta wraith justa see the stars
I
white boys rocking durags
Now Becky want big lips and a new ass
Tell me if my people skipped earth what would you have?
They tried to tell me if you talk
Creature and I know it, how bohemian! Shush
For the poet, nah fuck that! Let's go to the loo,
Like animals two by two, and what was it
You said you do? Is
feeling it then I'm swerving
My new girl got my old girl hurting
The last ex that I had was a lighty but
The next X that I get is a German
That’s a X5
em)
Succeeds without college
Put my all into the booth (My soul)
Diamonds deserve polish
Reality tests your heart (Always)
Don't end up a mark
See what
throwing up
And if you hate what I'm on, then run up
But that's only if you wanna get done up
Took some pressure, made some diamonds, now we shining day
caught up in all the hate
You really think the new love for guns
Is gonna raise the ones that they got tonight
They shoot
Don't shoot
Don't shoot
Don't
Jericho shit, they send me new music, I'm not bearing your shit
To be fair to you, quit
Done playing with these pussies
You gon have to push me more than
memory is getting breastfed by the pitbull (what?)
I'm so busy shooting, I'm celibate
I'm moving like Meek Mill
Where you get them vibrating panties, is
on my back cause you know I got range
Missing on a drive by now he need a shooting range
Keep my lead concealed, like my tummy tucked
That's yo blood
her
Tell her that you got the key
Got that ticket to Fumetsu that will get y'all out of hell
Flying your brand new helicopter
Trying to scout out
sense has deserted you
Because now your mind is neuromarinated
By two barbecue chief chefs - you end as it is stated
With you I have never dated
to live
Now what would it take
To start a new reality
Transition to a higher frequency
Step through the mirror of
All that's come to be
Is what you see
You lose your turn
Sleep is the cousin of death
You might as well pick your urn
I been talking my intentions
Now it's time to go and do it
Take you were
pick the right string
Then your heart will take wing
And there's nowhere to go but up
Now I feel like that boy
With a shiny new toy
And there's
you doin after?
She says hopefully hangin out with my new favorite rapper
Now wait a minute, that's not fair, you're throwin boulders
I can tell by
and she's giving me the green light
So tell me girl, what you doin after?
She says hopefully hangin out with my new favorite rapper
Now wait a minute, that's
Life ain't fair that's the excuse
Illuminati rumors or is it the truth
Blessed by some mystic presence I'm living proof
I got pull with the rules
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