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[Verse 1: Rocky]
Feeling like a vigilante or a
Tell my A$AP killers get they ready
Send 'em to the with obituaries
Don't be scared, nigga, is you
I've been 'bout all the O's in my bank account
X the O's in my bed is the same amount
since this new star fame came about
Or ever since me and Drizzy started out
Young boy, let his gun bang, let his nuts
Transition to a Lamborghini 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 courtyard
Braids I'm O-Dog, my la familia go hard
Down to my inlaws, they with no laws
2: Kendrick Lamar]
We outlawed then I bogart, any pros that got at
With a toe-tag, get broke off, in the projects a skateboard
I past and I blaze y'all like, "DOO DOO!" I hate y'all
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, your 9 cold, that bark like K9
That banana clip, straight the rip
make that shirt say RIP, I'm on some shit
If I'm not the hottest then Hell must've froze
You thought it was safe then forgot the code was
I carry traits of a soldier
Don't in my face, I might snap, I might choke ya
Spine right out of place, me dap like you 'posed ta
Darts at your posters, dark nights this
I metamorph I'm 'posed ta, I might slice my wrist
Or pretend like a vulture and off this cliff
[Verse 3: Bada$$]
Barely conscious, talking to my conscience
Gettin' deeper in these flows like
I'm on my convict, don't bars, I drop prisons
Don't rocks seen the spectrum through the prisms
Somehow bypassed the and the -isms
The violence and the killin', so
They seen my pigment and thought that was the
Unfortunately I am not type of niglet
But the pot let me skillet
Just got back to the block from a 6 with Jigga
And I'm 'bout signin' to the Roc
But my niggas on the block still assigned to the
And I it hurt me soul
I try to prevail, but when I preach it hurt their sales
Like you're gon' end up either dead or in jail
But you my nigga, wish you the for real
4: Yelawolf]
When you mention my name amongst other rappers
Or for matter, any fuckin' rapper, fuck it
Painter, skater, musician, trailer park dirt ditch
Burger flippin', eat, sleep, shittin' bein', you would be in
Trouble to body double or me to these others
Cause comparatively speakin', my is beyond the bubble
they put me in, my vision's beyond the Hubble's
I huddle Nubians, new beginning again
You in school at 10, late, goin' gold
And so? GREAT. Do I a flying duck
If I'm applyin' to my rhymin' plus alignin' us?
Alabama's up, wait, no I don't give a
Flying duck, but a buckshot, Ch, pow!
Motherfuck your life, blood clot
Ain't never been no rapper this since 2Pac was froze
And thawed out for date at a Coachella show, Yelawolf
[Verse 5: Brown]
a different color like a hoodrat bra and panties
And my flow be overhead like pots and pans in
Antsy cause I'm high like Michael Jackson penny
Moonwalkin' on the sun, barefoot, with on
Bitch pussy like a penguin
Wouldn't hit that with my worst enemy's penis
Bitch when I say I mean this: "Ho, I'm the meanest"
Dick so big, stretch from Earth to
That molly got me nauseous, on shit, no off
Lawless, obnoxious, on "suck my cock" shit
That is my synopsis, ostrich pot
Hoes on God shit, stop it! You not this!
Novice, regardless, heartless and
Cryin' of vodka prima donna at the concert
Adonis smokin' 'bout to vomit gin and tonic
bein honest, tell me, isn't that ironic?
[Verse 6: Bronson]
Swiftly, I shift the 860
A heavy smoker so you I brought the Blake with me
The reflection off the lake hit me
You should've stayed me
Now many bitches lay with me
The is silky like a tablecloth
My shorty gallop in the on the beach like a Chilean horse
Red roses drop on boxes often
Confetti torture, drinking Henny like I'm Lofton

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