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1: Chino XL] Wordplay is what I a lot of money off of Long before the rap ever went corporate The first day my first single dropped With a verse, I was God rappers in they coffins It's awkward how I talk, and telekinetically darken Every booth that I walk in, superhero genetically, sellin' out every Wordsmith, marksman, everybody's target Zoom, Zoom, at jet propulsion Marianas Trench deeper than the ocean Mind lacks emotion, mass hypnosis, slashin' throats and boats, I'm a massive vulture, raps slack Results of the ropes I'm shatterin' cattle and catapults with animal quotes Convincin' folks that I'm God from and miraculous like the leaders of all the last past classic of codes Some type of shit that make a coward want to settle beef that we ever had And wake up on the wrong of the bed more like a bed of nails being impaled, inside of quicksand Expand and it's wearin' a wristband, ain't gettin' backstage, slappin' you with my hand Your nasal passages collapsin', drippin' like Tristan, a legend of the fall, see it was Tristan Too much sinning now I'm barely a hemi transmission that's stuck in position So a cannon in our cannon is necessary to the narcoleptic poison to the pen insurrection like writ van Even if a hater see me shine bright I write will still be the highlight of his timeline Walk a fine line, spit a guideline, a weird cheery to his own with a pom pom Put you in your place, due to a plot, punch you in your face, usual It's brutal what I do to a cop, my brain is polluted and I'll zombie-fuck a bitch till the uterus rot, nigga please I didn't want to put out another album until I shot out every vowel and alphabetical character That can never damage the word, my plan is a Chino was the sickest spitter in
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2: KXNG Crooked] I'm a walkin' and talkin' apocalypse, I'm a boss standin' tall as a I'm the author of all is ominous, I'm a haul off, show you all my dominance Brought a sawed-off, put a off in a coffin, sarcophagus Off of my confidence, raw dog y'all broads from my obelisk After you swallow this dick, I ain't never y'all, I'm anonymous I what the problem is, I write like a columnist, I write like a novelist I write like my life in the end, if I get it in with the pen I'ma die in a pit like right where Osama is Fuck all that kinda shit, Dominick right where mama live High with a llama bigger than a hippopotamus Ready to draw quicker than a Phlebotomus Goddamn I'm good, cigar and beard, goddamn I'm Ask me to get on a track and a hog, fuck a pig pussy, go HAM I would Crook back with the murder nonsense I like I never even heard my conscious Only nigga than me is Irving Johnson Only realer than me deserve a Oscar Gotta be an actor, not only a I'm an anomaly a poverty-stricken nigga gettin' richer and richer in a dishonest economy Kinda like I did 'cause every verse is Monster, nigga I said Sicker than Trump his dick in Ivanka Sicker than Billy Clinton playin' the harmonica with Lewinsky lickin' his Willy Wonka Conquer any MC that I face, squeeze at a pace that could seize and a wraiths, reach in my waist, killin' 'em Any bullets I feelin' 'em, I'm reptilian I regenerate, I'm the to hate In the game it could change Caesars I'll still get my of the cake, go Philly when the cheese is at stake Then I'ma leave you the plate, California, I'm the king of the
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3: Tech N9ne] Leavin' nothin' but So wanna be killas and hit the milla but they harmless With it, I armed and strippin' away garments Sick as the mission a itchin' to slay varmints Slippin' away tarnished, pick up the Clippin' the of a triple today Frickin' decay an animal, nigga sniffin' the prey Taking the A tech-nician I pick it and they it S the illy with it That's when they get with it the Tech, they really get it Whatever to him? In the neck, the milli hit it Chopper up and then I'm poppin' a wheelie with it Set it to burn, at the way I deaded the germ Pathetic, now I got 'em headed for urns, bussin' at me and get it Obliterated, the bomb in the battle, I don't know the medical Eat when the beef hot takin' no cheap shot Just when the beat drop Nigga with the beat boppin', I don't be You can bet we hoppin' off in the B block, like a tea pot I su-woo and the R-E-D got me watched off in the street with the G-R-A-V-E away from a crazy KC cop Past the Hen', the pen Put it up on the paper the pitiful punks again Pick the pecker, pollute the pathogens the pill, put patches in I'm in the zone, I never known an equal Look at the rhyme, bussin' fuckin' the people Is it the With the 9, duckin' in the steeple I'm in the bucket, time, fuck it, I'm evil Sick as Samhain, I'm seekin' you suckers to shake and slam And seein' you suffer, a killa campaign, to cut ya Bluckin', blam brains, bang on a I spit it, ain't nobody fuckin' with it Give it, everything I rip it, they wanna me a ticket But never quick enough for me, so you better forget it
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[Verse 4: Wait a minute homie, stop the press, I'm the The hardest in the game, a celebrity buy some X I must've his ass any rapper saying that he lyrical but its an emission like 'Roger that' Like I'm an astronaut that blasted off, abort and battled [?], smash through and landed my aircraft to Mars Match me for bar for bar, I'm on another planet, y'all could latch Where's the applause for that? You hear 'em clap for him Did it all without a label platform Get to the ballin', he swishin, another backboard Sick of all the that I had to absorb So past to fast I'm an unsung hero Hear me on a song and be like he dope they see me in person, they be at at a loss for words like Mariah Carey at a New Years Eve show Now please don't bite the Migos, they 90 of rappers got the same style now East, west, down south and had a pow wow Most of 'em to bite each other, how the fuck is this allowed now? It's like I'm stuck up in a outhouse, avoid the shit smell, inhale, chemtrails You can be see the SoundCloud, this gonna end well Rappers gettin' deals, get shelved, get mad when their ship Clintel misspelled, if you don't wanna get on with the movement Smooth in the booth when it's moonlit but I will knock a dude out I'm at a new lip Let the zoom in, see my famous face Still Crown Royal, no Ace of Spades I murder every I'm on, in fact, when my verse are done you's the one sayin' amazin' grace 'Cause I these beats, whats my name? They me R-I-T-T-Z from the A And I put on for the North and I'm to ignore Here's 1 bar for the course these boys wanna try to hold a candle with him Better watch your mannerisms, I don't you really want a war They me Rittz bitch!