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[Verse 1: A$AP
like a vigilante or a missionary
Tell my A$AP killers get pistols ready
Send 'em to the with obituaries
be scared, nigga, is you ready?
I've thinking 'bout all the O's in my bank account
X the O's in my bed is 'round the same
Ever since this new star came about
Or ever since me and started hangin' out
Young boy, let his gun bang, let his nuts
to a Lamborghini from a Mustang
Drugs slang in the drug game the hustling
(I know one thing) Anything is better than 1 train
Bag of Goyard, cheffin' like I'm Boyar-
Dee, probably selling D in your local
Braids like I'm O-Dog, my la familia go
Down to my inlaws, outlaws with no laws
[Verse 2: Kendrick
We outlawed then I bogart, any pros got 'proached at
a toe-tag, get broke off, in the projects with a skateboard
I roll past and I blaze y'all like, "DOO DOO!" I hate
When the beef cooked, I ate y'all like, "Mmm mmm," let's play
In a ballpark with all sharks and a blindfold, I rhyme
My K hot, 9 cold, that bark like K9 drone
That clip, straight from the rip
I'll make that shirt say RIP, I'm on some
If I'm not the then Hell must've froze over
You thought it was safe then what the code was
I carry traits of a traumatized
look in my face, I might snap, I might choke ya
Spine right out of place, give me dap you 'posed ta
Darts at your posters, nights like this
I like I'm 'posed ta, I might slice my wrist
Or pretend like a and drop off this cliff
[Verse 3: Joey
Barely even conscious, to my conscience
Gettin' deeper in these flows like
I'm on my convict, don't drop bars, I drop
Don't sell rocks the spectrum through the prisms
Somehow bypassed the and the -isms
The violence and the killin', so
They seen my pigment and thought was the ign'ance
Unfortunately I am not that of niglet
But the pot let me skillet
Just got to the block from a 6 o'clock with Jigga
And I'm thinkin' signin' to the Roc
But my niggas on the block still to the rocks
And I swear it me soul
I try to prevail, but when I preach it only hurt sales
Like only gon' end up either dead or in jail
But you my nigga, wish you the best for
[Verse 4:
When you mention my name other white rappers
Or for matter, any fuckin' rapper, fuck it
Painter, skater, musician, trailer park ditch diggin'
flippin', eat, sleep, shittin' human bein', you would be in
Trouble to body double or couple me to others
Cause speakin', my reach is beyond the bubble
they put me in, my vision's beyond the Hubble's
I with Nubians, new beginning again
You in school at 10, late, Radioactive's gold
And so? GREAT. Do I give a flying
If I'm love to my rhymin' plus alignin' us?
Alabama's climbin' up, wait, no I don't a
duck, nothing but a buckshot, Ch, pow!
Motherfuck life, pussy blood clot
Ain't been no rapper this cold since 2Pac was froze
And thawed out for spot date at a show, Yelawolf
[Verse 5: Danny
Weed a different like a hoodrat bra and panties
And my flow be like pots and pans in pantries
Antsy cause I'm like Michael Jackson penny loafers
Moonwalkin' on the sun, barefoot, shades on
pussy smell like a penguin
Wouldn't hit shit with my worst enemy's penis
Bitch when I say this I this: "Ho, I'm the meanest"
Dick so big, from Earth to Venus
molly got me nauseous, on shit, no off switch
Lawless, obnoxious, on that "suck my cock"
That is my synopsis, pot shit
Hoes on some God shit, it! You not this!
Novice, regardless, and awkward
Cryin' tears of vodka prima at the concert
Adonis smokin' chronic to vomit gin and tonic
Just bein honest, tell me, isn't ironic?
[Verse 6: Action
Swiftly, I the Bimmer 860
A heavy smoker so you know I brought the with me
The moon's off the lake hit me
You should've with me
Now many bitches lay with me
The face is silky like a
My shorty gallop in the on the beach like a Chilean horse
Red roses on boxes very often
Confetti torture, drinking Henny like I'm Lofton

I fixed the between Georgia Southern and Grambling
You see us scrambling, selling Sarandon
The cloud of smoke the phantom
Damn this tastes like fantastic
You see me comin' through in state
Just so the lord could put the inside the cheesecake
Cuffed to my wrist I've got the
The gavel slam, I'm a man, try not to eat ham
7: Big K.R.I.T.]
Big KRIT,
Spit like my last casket rap, six deep
Eyes closed, the is back, out come the 'Lac with flats
that, bottles I can't pronounce, like, "How you ask for that?"
Why you ask for and all you had was scratch?
All I had was rap, when all had was wack
All I was love, all they had was dap
Fuck them haters and fuck hoes and cherish your wins
The aftermath, ask LeBron, palm slap a bitch
Walk the plank or break a bank, I've been in the business of sinkin'
Chokin' niggas out with the anchors they anchor with
cost the label, I'm taxing if you want a hit
Clear, your career, bitch, I was born here
Been a killer, '86er, nigga, that's my born
Get the fuck from here, that's just my country ways
Suckin' on your titty, bitchin' while I was choppin' blade
Grippin' grain, fuckin' hoes, candy like Everglades
Miss me with that rapper chatter, that shit up with my bass
I put that on my sub, how could you doubt me?
Most rappers hoping the end so they won't have to drop another album
B.B. King saw the in me, so why can't you?
In order to up close, you'll have to dig up Cash and Elvis, too
Muddy water flow, rebel past
your Louis flag, popping benji tags on your wifey's ass
That's out of line, but in color?
I'm like Miya Bailey on you rap motherfuckers, a true artist