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Beat 1: Overnight Celebrity
They say I rap too fast, how about now?
We with the shits outside, like an outhouse
You used to be down for the grind, past tense
So you gonna be ground down
Into smidgens of dust
When these midgets hit us
I will give a clown rounds
I don’t clown 'round
I’m the one you don’t count out
Won’t kowtow
Bring in your buddies
When I pow pow
Your pals pile
Now let’s see how many syllables
I’ll be killin' in a minimum of a minute
You better get to know
I'm pivotal
I could say lyrical miracle
And Em would know it was dope
It ain’t difficult
For me to compete in general
Feast on the beat like minerals
Needing to brеathe? That’s pitiful
Sleeping for me ain’t integral
Eating ain’t еven typical
Drinking? Don’t even get it so
Need for latrines are minimal
You see the N9na in me
I'm thinkin' that we identical
Twins
You got that old flow
Nobody knows so
I hold chromes
My bullets are impressive, they blow domes
If I miss, don’t worry I got four more
And I ain't ever gonna miss, yeah I got FOMO
Your circle can’t hang, it ain’t a yo-yo
Me bulldozing’s inevitable
Bozos doze
Woah
The flows are so cold that hoes froze
Any foe fold; got the 44 for foes
It's kinda ironic that when I’m throwing these hands
He gonna catch 'em if he don’t think fast
He shoot you
He bring the HEAT wherever HE AT
You want to BEEF?
Tell me where you wanna see ME AT
Talk is cheap
Your statements discounts
You ain’t fuckin' with these toons, this ain’t no Big Mouth
Call it misdirection, they take the bitch route
So they mistaken, I‘ll take that bitch out
Beat 2: Adrenaline Rush
Women and gentlemen
Get to trembling
I'm itchin' to give 'em an affliction
When I be pickin' up the rhythm
And switchin' it into a ridiculous triplet tempo
You trippin'
Then continue to kill 'em
Say that I’m simple, you kiddin'?
They just fuckin' with clowns
Opposite of IQ, your numbers go up when you dumbing it down
The minute I don’t fuck with you, I’m cuttin' you out
I'm fly but underground
Like a burrowing owl
Wow
I'm too fuckin nice like a do-gooder
But I do gut 'em
Cut 'em too
'Cause I'm too gutter
And I'm too good at what I do
Find a dude good at
Puttin' shit together
Better
I'll bet I'll
I'll do gooder
I'm rippin' the rap up
And I'm grippin' the lyrical magnum
They thinkin' I'm babbling
They triggered and mad, because I am faster than 'em
Stickin' 'em up
Ain’t talkin' about javelin
But I'm takin' a jab at 'em
In the abdomen
Adamant to shatter the cadaverous
Slippin' the clip in the gat
And I'm blasting 'em
Bastards are blabbering
You ain't fit to battle
Embarrassing
I banish you baffling
Little bitches
Bragging then bashful when I bash 'em and batter 'em
Yeah, my steel is black and I brandish it
Brat, don't come back again
I don’t fraternize and I don’t fall for tricks
They’ll have you pullin' out your hair, why they call 'em tricks
Make you think before you testin'
Like taking a breath mint
Give you something to chew on before you talk some shit
Beat 3: Kill Us All
If you are insistent on starting shit
I'll put the steel to your melon and then I'm partin' it
Your skull gonna get heated, now it’s an argument
That's how I extend my arms and split up an argument
I'm killin' 'em all
My pinnacles tall as Kilimanjaro
So you critics are small
Put the bullets in the gun and eject, like I'm getting involved
Triggers pressed like I’m pissin' it off
Beat 4: Slow Jamz
Then I'll switch it to a different song
If we have a spat, that is that, I ain’t willin' to talk
Tryna make me see your point?
It won't work
I burn my bridges; you cannot get it across
Then I burn my britches, 'cause I'm too big for 'em all
Then I curve you bitches, 'cause I'm too big for 'em all
Better have absurd conviction
If facing me I'm harder to serve than sentences when I give you the bars
And if I get y'all offended, pardon my speech
I'm just pro free speech; pardon my speech
Rap is my only outfit, I wear my heart on my sleeve
If you take music away
You should just take my heart; it must leave
Dawg, I would cry
Taking music away from me is like cutting open my arteries; I'd die
'Cause inside of me's where this art'll reside
So I never quit it
I've never been a fit in society because of my anxiety but I benefitted
From picking up a pen and scribbling
Lyrical ammunition
Ready to give it anyone
And X 'em with the exhibition
Had perfectionism
And another rare condition
Called kill-anybody-who-ever-on-a-record-dissin'-ism
Bring in a friend to diss. I bet I'll kill him
And you'll sit
Thinkin about the past like reminiscin'
Beat 5: Creep Fast
Then I switch the beat and give another rendition
Your head bled
Leavin' your head red
When I'm takin' the soul out of your body
You really a red-head, get it?
I could write a better written in bed while bed ridden
I'm fast creepin'
You fast asleep
But I peak through your window
And do the fastest leap you've ever seen
Beat your ass
And jack your things
I leave you leakin' plasma when I blast the thing
The piece that he's amassed is a masterpiece
So the enemies in past
If he flashin' green
So he can see me mad, then I have to squeeze
Teasing me with cash? You’ll be casualties
If you laugh at me like being broke is a joke
I'm gropin' your throat
Better hope your neck don't get broke as I'm jolting forward
Ain't joking with you bro 'cause I'm broke as a joke
My goals to be foldin' that dough from the flows that I wrote
But the road is a cold one to go down
So my hopes are just dozing and don’t wanna be woken
Ain't goin to provoke 'em
I won't get my hopes up
But
I'm gon' be grinding
'Cause fame really ain't an overnight thing
Puttin' on for my team
Show this to Twista
He didn’t like Quadeca, but I hope he likes me
Asa!
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