And it's the 5th (uh huh) repetitive (nah) highly (all right) and elegant (yeah) I'm busier, can't you tell? I got the rhymes sound so well
And the 5th element, repetitive, competitive, and elegant, I'm busier, can't you tell?, I got the rhymes sound so well
Yeah, I got no to waste, back and time to embrace, kid is too nice, I ain't fallin' on my face, I it out, Yeah, guess I'm the case, and I slowin' up, infact, I'm the brace so, me when I say it, I ain't take no, from no man, especially no assholes, is to much, I flex like muscle, and I ain't a but I'm livin' off my hustle, in the grates, the track, Went from who produced to producer who raps, kid, respect if you don't respect rhymes, we all got our taste but I still the test of time.
And ever I started movin' up, and off this class, been gettin' more attention and often more ass, listen, women, can't sluts, fucked, irritating, all of the (yep) my flow pretty, rhymes ain't gritty, I'm in between from the livin' in the city, and record never saw a thing in me, but I can tour and a kids sing with me, a day hippy, yeah, up the norm, smoke dope, you can say I'm up a storm I dress like I'm sixteen, like a pro, wear the same clothes in every video and every show, this is me, to do it comfortably, lazy as but I run my own company, and most music, I despise it, but I hate on I even hate most of my shit.
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Hip hop the same, I parents used to hate it, but hip hop is grown up and now play it, everybody and grandmother love rap now, and everybody and their try to rap now, I'm a fan but I'm my cool, cause every rapper I hear keeps abusing they tools, you can't an album with 12 battle tracks your punchlines are whack and you make hyenas laugh. Most rappers don't me, I can live with it, diss me on your record cause I don't give a shit, say that I'm a out, call my beats commercial, but it's only man, I don't take none of it
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