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The whole been in shambles!
Everybody
I'm changin' the channel!

Lamar
The champion
I'm for analysts

Career damaging verses, meditating with lit
I like my raps prolific
Since freestyling on lunch tables and park
And I won't mention my ten hours in training
While juggling gang,
My was tremendous
And now we at the competition as quick submission
tappin' out before we even get a chance to miss 'em
What this about, is it or skill!?
Maybe both and I got large amounts of it, it's real
You see my oath is very unbreakable, my style is mistakable

I can see y'all

To be the God emcees, you me well
Ridiculous, venomous, hate in my heart, the
Run for cover, my lineage itself
I'm rollin' deep in that like two Adeles
Before scholars, I flowed tighter than virgin
We had to shake the game up and you're flying turbulence
Everything is high stakes nowadays, how it played nowadays
like an 8-ball to the face nowadays
I'm nowadays, my gun is off the waist nowadays
It's seven and retainer for the case nowadays, I'm talking
Higher power, every other hour Eddie Bauer
Since boxes and lead showers, breaking the padlock
And the dead coward dying a deaths, entire lion
Surround itself with bears, it nigga, you share a profit, ah!
This is they want, I'm the one
is vintage from 1980 - somethin'
I'm the son of the pioneer got you niggas on
with him, bitch you better off voting for Donald Trump
I'm yelling Mr West for president
He probably let me get some head inside the
I'm in the White House all out
Bumping College Dropout, Americans
Nothing more influential rap music
I merge jazz fusion the trap music
I mix black soul with some and roll
They box me in, I'm David Blaine-ing all you hoes
Oh yea, go there, my DNA is DMT, I'm so rare
My jewelry now is than the new year
A locomotive couldn't track me in my cobra
Runnin' shit with four pair, son of my bitch, I might demolish
A bitch right in ya, chico, what have you done here?
D-Bo, all of it one year, to California
It get annoying, niggas deploy him
And bitches wanna adore him, but shitting for him
Probably it's for him, only one me
Swallowed the key and kicking the door in, never my foreign
Mr. Valedictorian studied the before them
Listen to you with boredom, baby rappers, support
To the grave I deport them, corporations extort
I'm snapping off my endorphins, I mighty morphin'
My radius rather gorgeous, hundred bill to the
Hundred mil in my fortune, they call me back in the
You're racing against the tortoise, pace myself it's
Lace myself with the my playerism enormous
So pay the man for performance, all of my garments
Jimi Kendrix performing, this fucking haunted
I tell a bitch don't me
I this whole fuckin' beat if Cole let me
Ib should've never sent the
Every I start writing I get sentimental
This shit is not fair
But why the should I care?
The story of your life
Two stars was born and y'all gon' die here
Oh Lord, be the yams
Billboard need 2Pac damn
But number 9 sure he lives on, yeah!
Hoochie, coochie, pussies in a

Every day a celebration, but even the valley me
Is not validation, nigga TDE
And my be salivating, salaries, better ratings
And casualties all around me, don't make me do

Murder my allegations and burning my finger
Adjourning my power patience and royalty payments
I'm sorry y'all not relating, party is reservated
I kill this muthafucking beat if J. Cole say it
My nigga Ib chopped the instrumental, I gotta it
I lay it, gotta show you fuckers I'm not to play with
The ruckus had my favorite, King Kunta the fuckin' greatest

my leather...
(Nah I'm just fuckin' ya)