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[Verse 1: Rocky]
like a vigilante or a missionary
Tell my killers get they pistols ready
Send 'em to the with obituaries
be scared, nigga, is you ready?
I've been thinking all the O's in my bank account
X the O's in my bed is 'round the amount
Ever this new star fame came about
Or ever since me and Drizzy hangin' 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) is better than that 1 train
Bag made of Goyard, cheffin' I'm Boyar-
Dee, probably selling D in local courtyard
Braids like I'm O-Dog, my la familia go
Down to my inlaws, they with no laws
[Verse 2: Lamar]
We outlawed then I bogart, any pros that got at
With a toe-tag, get broke off, in the with a skateboard
I roll past and I blaze like, "DOO DOO!" I hate y'all
When the beef cooked, I ate like, "Mmm mmm," let's play ball
In a ballpark with all and a blindfold, I rhyme cold
My K hot, your 9 cold, that bark K9 drone
banana clip, straight from the rip
I'll make that 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 what the was
I carry of a traumatized soldier
Don't look in my face, I snap, I might choke ya
Spine right out of place, me dap like you 'posed ta
Darts at posters, dark 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 prisons
Don't sell rocks seen the spectrum through the
Somehow bypassed the bias and the
The and the killin', so given
They my pigment and thought that was the ign'ance
Unfortunately I am not type of niglet
But pass the pot let me
Just got back to the block 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 hurt me
I try to prevail, but when I preach it only hurt sales
Like you're only gon' end up either dead or in
But you my nigga, wish you the best for
[Verse 4:
When you mention my name amongst other rappers
Or for that matter, any rapper, fuck it
Painter, skater, musician, trailer park ditch diggin'
Burger flippin', eat, sleep, human bein', you would be in
Trouble to body or couple me to these others
Cause comparatively speakin', my is beyond the bubble
That they put me in, my beyond the Hubble's
I huddle Nubians, new beginning again
You in school at 10, late, goin' gold
And so? GREAT. Do I give a flying
If I'm applyin' love to my plus alignin' us?
Alabama's climbin' up, wait, no I give a
Flying duck, but a buckshot, Ch, pow!
Motherfuck your life, blood clot
Ain't never been no rapper this cold since was froze
And thawed out for spot date at a Coachella show,
[Verse 5: Brown]
Weed a different like a hoodrat bra and panties
And my be overhead like pots and pans in pantries
Antsy cause I'm high like Michael Jackson penny
on the sun, barefoot, with shades on
Bitch pussy smell a penguin
Wouldn't hit that shit my worst enemy's penis
when I say this I mean this: "Ho, I'm the meanest"
Dick so big, stretch from to Venus
That molly got me nauseous, on shit, no off
Lawless, obnoxious, on "suck my cock" shit
is my synopsis, ostrich pot shit
Hoes on some God shit, it! You not this!
Novice, regardless, heartless and
Cryin' tears of vodka prima at the concert
Adonis smokin' chronic 'bout to gin and tonic
Just honest, tell me, isn't that ironic?
6: Action Bronson]
Swiftly, I the Bimmer 860
A heavy smoker so you know I brought the with me
The reflection off the lake hit me
You stayed with me
Now many Asian lay with me
The face is like a tablecloth
My shorty gallop in the morning on the beach a Chilean horse
Red roses drop on boxes often
Confetti torture, drinking Henny I'm Kenny Lofton

I the game between Georgia Southern and Grambling
You see us scrambling, selling Sarandon
The of smoke like the phantom
Damn this tastes like fantastic
You see me comin' through in state
Just so the lord put the fork inside the cheesecake
Cuffed to my I've got the briefcase
The slam, I'm a free man, try not to eat ham
7: Big K.R.I.T.]
Big KRIT,
Spit like my breath: 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, when all had was wack
All I wanted was love, all had was dap
Fuck haters and fuck them hoes and cherish your wins
The aftermath, ask LeBron, open palm a bitch
the plank or break a bank, I've been in the business of sinkin' ships
Chokin' out with the anchors that they anchor with
Resuscitations the label, I'm taxing if you want a hit
Clear, fuck your career, bitch, I was born
Been a killer, '86er, nigga, that's my year
Get the fuck from 'round here, that's just my ways
Suckin' on momma's titty, bitchin' while I was choppin' blade
Grippin' grain, fuckin' hoes, candy like Everglades
me with that rapper chatter, take 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. saw the king in me, so why can't you?
In order to come up close, have to dig up Cash and Elvis, too
Muddy water flow, rebel past
Fuck your Louis flag, popping benji 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