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[Verse 1: A$AP
Feeling like a vigilante or a
Tell my A$AP killers get pistols ready
Send 'em to the cemetary obituaries
be scared, nigga, is you ready?
I've been thinking 'bout all the O's in my account
X the O's in my bed is the same amount
since this new star fame came about
Or since me and Drizzy started hangin' out
Young boy, let his gun bang, let his hang
to a Lamborghini from a Mustang
Drugs slang in the drug game the hustling
(I know one thing) Anything is than that 1 train
Bag made of Goyard, cheffin' like I'm
Dee, probably selling D in local courtyard
Braids like I'm O-Dog, my la familia go
to my inlaws, they outlaws with no laws
[Verse 2: Lamar]
We outlawed then I bogart, any pros got 'proached at
With a toe-tag, get broke off, in the projects 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 ball
In a ballpark with all sharks and a blindfold, I cold
My K hot, your 9 cold, that bark K9 drone
That banana clip, from the rip
I'll that shirt say RIP, I'm on some shit
If I'm not the then Hell must've froze over
You thought it was safe then forgot the code was
I traits of a traumatized soldier
Don't look in my face, I might snap, I choke ya
Spine right out of place, give me dap you 'posed ta
Darts at your posters, nights like this
I metamorph like I'm 'posed ta, I slice my wrist
Or pretend a vulture and drop off this cliff
[Verse 3: Joey
Barely even conscious, talking to my
Gettin' deeper in these flows like
I'm on my convict, don't drop bars, I drop
Don't sell rocks seen the spectrum through the
Somehow bypassed the and the -isms
The and the killin', so given
seen my pigment and thought that was the ign'ance
Unfortunately I am not type of niglet
But the pot let me skillet
Just got back to the block from a 6 o'clock Jigga
And I'm 'bout signin' to the Roc
But my niggas on the still assigned to the rocks
And I swear it hurt me
I try to prevail, but when I preach it only hurt their
you're only gon' end up either dead or in jail
But you my nigga, wish you the for real
4: Yelawolf]
When you mention my name other white rappers
Or for matter, any fuckin' rapper, fuck it
Painter, skater, musician, trailer park dirt ditch
Burger flippin', eat, sleep, human bein', you would be in
Trouble to body double or me to these others
Cause comparatively speakin', my is beyond the bubble
That they put me in, my vision's beyond the
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 applyin' love to my rhymin' alignin' us?
Alabama's climbin' up, wait, no I don't a
Flying duck, but a buckshot, Ch, pow!
Motherfuck life, pussy blood clot
Ain't never been no rapper this cold since was froze
And thawed out for spot date at a show, Yelawolf
[Verse 5: Brown]
Weed a different like a hoodrat bra and panties
And my flow be overhead like and pans in pantries
Antsy cause I'm like Michael Jackson penny loafers
on the sun, barefoot, with shades on
Bitch smell like a penguin
hit that shit 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 got me nauseous, on shit, no off switch
Lawless, obnoxious, on that "suck my cock"
That is my synopsis, ostrich pot
Hoes on some God shit, it! You not this!
Novice, regardless, and awkward
Cryin' tears of vodka donna at the concert
Adonis smokin' chronic to vomit gin and tonic
Just bein honest, tell me, isn't ironic?
[Verse 6: Bronson]
Swiftly, I the Bimmer 860
A heavy smoker so you I brought the Blake with me
The moon's off the lake hit me
You stayed with me
Now many Asian lay with me
The is silky like a tablecloth
My shorty in the morning on the beach like a Chilean horse
Red roses drop on very often
Confetti torture, drinking Henny like I'm Lofton

I fixed the game between Georgia Southern and
You see us scrambling, Susan Sarandon
The cloud of like the phantom
Damn this shit like fantastic
You see me comin' through in state
Just so the lord put the fork inside the cheesecake
Cuffed to my wrist I've got the
The slam, I'm a free man, try not to eat ham
7: Big K.R.I.T.]
Big KRIT,
Spit like my last casket rap, six deep
closed, the black is back, out come the 'Lac with flats
After that, bottles I pronounce, like, "How you ask for that?"
Why you ask for crack and all you had was
All I had was rap, all they had was wack
All I was love, all they had was dap
Fuck them haters and fuck them and cherish your wins
The aftermath, ask LeBron, palm slap a bitch
Walk the plank or break a bank, I've in the business of sinkin' ships
Chokin' niggas out the anchors that they anchor with
Resuscitations 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 'round here, that's my country ways
Suckin' on momma's titty, bitchin' while I was choppin' blade
Grippin' grain, fuckin' hoes, candy paint Everglades
Miss me with that rapper chatter, take that up with my bass
I put that on my sub, how you ever doubt me?
rappers hoping the world end so they won't have to drop another album
B.B. King saw the king in me, so why you?
In order to up close, you'll have to dig up Cash and Elvis, too
Muddy water flow, Dixie past
Fuck your flag, popping benji tags on your wifey's ass
That's out of line, but in living
I'm more like Bailey on you rap motherfuckers, a true artist