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Part 1 - New York City: Nov. 13, Royce Da 5'9"]
Ayo, get Frank the on the phone. Tell him it's in style to be a lyricist again. Tell him I'm fresh as fuck. Get FILA on the phone. Tell 'em I'm fresh as fuck. Let's collab

1: Royce Da 5'9"]
All Larry Hoover comparisons
They all foolish, they untrue and they too
Me? They'll probably me
With my still erect like Tutankhamun
They say I'm out of my noodle while I'm freestylin'
Cause I come off the with rhymin'
Make money very fast, so fast I gotta bury
I'm Nicky in Barneys
Wishin' I had 50 so I could carry bags
Ask around, ho, I'm lowkey
Ask if I'm OG, I answer like OG Maco
Niggas askin', "Why'd you did underground album?"
I ask, "What you ask for?"
Matter of fact, so My style is art
I might drop this PRhyme shit, say, "Fuck an album"
Start lunchin' and drop a couple cold À la carte
I got a good life, man, we rich and broke
They get bread, the knot in my pocket the of Dej Loaf
We live, we ride, them
We love to a pair of FILAs them FILAs

Old school, syllables, cadences,

Part 2 - New York City: Nov. 13, 2: Royce Da 5'9"]
Underground cash, M6
White rag roof, the of the fastest rapper's big enough
To double the of the asscrack on Shaq Fu
Truth, rap, sick with it, I spit shit in a class blackbooth
clad in a Hazmat suit
You shit on the internet, then you disappear, hashtag poof
Bad back, gat bust, weird be clapped up
And smeared all the fuckin' atmosphere
And that means everything you type in all caps must
Be from your laptop, screen, even your atmosfere
On the road to richs G Rap
Except this is made of golden roses and this is the victory lap
What I is so visually dope
when they hear me they image me sober
But picture the relapse
Your favorite least favorite rapper...
Wait, elaborate
I'm the reason why their date is backed

Wait, wait, whoa, grab my keys, my nigga