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[Verse 1: A$AP
like a vigilante or a missionary
Tell my A$AP get they pistols ready
Send 'em to the cemetary 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
Ever since this new star came about
Or ever since me and Drizzy hangin' out
boy, let his gun bang, let his nuts hang
Transition to a Lamborghini from a
Drugs slang in the drug game with the
(I one thing) Anything is better than that 1 train
Bag made of Goyard, cheffin' I'm Boyar-
Dee, selling D in your local courtyard
Braids like I'm O-Dog, my la go hard
Down to my inlaws, outlaws with no laws
[Verse 2: Kendrick
We outlawed then I bogart, any pros that got 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, your 9 cold, that bark K9 drone
That clip, straight from the rip
I'll that shirt say RIP, I'm on some shit
If I'm not the hottest then must've froze over
You thought it was safe then forgot the code was
I carry traits of a soldier
Don't look in my face, I might snap, I might ya
right out of place, give me dap like you 'posed ta
Darts at your posters, dark nights like
I metamorph I'm 'posed ta, I might slice my wrist
Or pretend like a vulture and off this cliff
[Verse 3: Joey
even conscious, talking to my conscience
Gettin' deeper in these flows like
I'm on my convict, drop bars, I drop prisons
Don't sell rocks seen the spectrum through the
bypassed the bias and the -isms
The and the killin', so given
They seen my and thought that was the ign'ance
Unfortunately I am not that type of
But pass the pot let me
Just got back to the from a 6 o'clock with Jigga
And I'm 'bout signin' to the Roc
But my on the block still assigned to the rocks
And I swear it hurt me
I try to prevail, but when I preach it hurt their sales
you're only gon' end up either dead or in jail
But you my nigga, you the best for real
[Verse 4:
When you mention my name amongst white rappers
Or for matter, any fuckin' rapper, fuck it
Painter, skater, musician, trailer park dirt diggin'
flippin', eat, sleep, shittin' human bein', you would be in
Trouble to body double or couple me to others
comparatively speakin', my reach is beyond the bubble
That they put me in, my vision's beyond the
I huddle with Nubians, new beginning
You in school at 10, late, goin' gold
And so? GREAT. Do I give a duck
If I'm applyin' love to my rhymin' alignin' us?
climbin' 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 cold 2Pac was froze
And thawed out for spot date at a Coachella show,
5: Danny Brown]
Weed a different color 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, with on
pussy smell like a penguin
Wouldn't hit that shit with my worst penis
Bitch when I say this I 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, pot shit
on some God shit, stop it! You not this!
Novice, regardless, heartless and
tears of vodka prima donna at the concert
Adonis smokin' chronic 'bout to vomit gin and
Just bein honest, tell me, isn't ironic?
[Verse 6: Bronson]
Swiftly, I the Bimmer 860
A smoker so you know I brought the Blake with me
The moon's reflection off the hit me
You should've with me
Now many Asian bitches lay me
The face is silky like a
My shorty gallop in the morning on the beach like a Chilean
Red roses on boxes very often
Confetti torture, drinking Henny I'm Kenny Lofton

I fixed the game between Georgia Southern and
You see us scrambling, selling Susan
The cloud of smoke like the
Damn this tastes like fantastic
You see me through in each state
Just so the lord could put the fork 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 breath: rap, six deep
Eyes closed, the black is back, out come the with flats
that, bottles I can't pronounce, like, "How you ask for that?"
Why you ask for crack and all you had was
All I had was rap, when all they had was
All I wanted was love, all had was dap
Fuck them haters and fuck them hoes and cherish wins
The aftermath, ask LeBron, open slap a bitch
Walk the plank or break a bank, been in the business of sinkin' ships
Chokin' niggas out the anchors that they anchor with
cost the label, I'm taxing if you want a hit
Clear, fuck your career, bitch, I was born
Been a killer, '86er, nigga, my born year
Get the fuck from 'round here, that's my country ways
Suckin' on momma's titty, bitchin' while I was choppin' blade
grain, fuckin' hoes, candy paint like Everglades
Miss me with that rapper chatter, take that shit up with my
I put that on my sub, how could you ever me?
Most rappers hoping the world end so they have to drop another album
B.B. saw the king in me, so why can't you?
In to come up close, you'll have to dig up Cash and Elvis, too
Muddy water flow, Dixie past
Fuck Louis flag, popping benji tags on your wifey's ass
That's out of line, but in color?
I'm more like Miya on you rap motherfuckers, a true artist