inspire
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•6 months ago
(Verse 1) Yo, I'm spitting flames, igniting the game, Smoking hella weed, keeping it lit, no shame, Grinding 24/7, hustling hard, that's my aim, Putting fake niggas to shame, no one's to blame. I'm on fire, my words burn like a wildfire, With each line I drop, I inspire and inspire, Blazing through the scene, leaving trails of desire, I'm the rhyme supplier, my flow never tires. I puff the green, that sticky icky, it's my fuel, Elevating my mind, expanding my lyrical tool, Inhaling the smoke, releasing thoughts so cool, My creativity blooms, like a flower in full. I'm on the grind, never sleeping, always awake, Chasing my dreams, no time for breaks, Every second counts, no room for mistakes, I'm hustling non-stop, for the money, I partake. But these fake niggas, they can't compete, With their phony acts, they can't take the heat, I expose their lies, their games, their deceit, I'm the real deal, standing tall, concrete. So I spit flames, smoke weed, grind day and night, Claiming my throne, shining bright with all my might, Putting fake niggas in their place, that's right, I'm the real spitter, the true lyrical knight.
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(Verse 1) Yo, I'm spitting flames, igniting the game, Smoking hella weed, keeping it lit, no shame, Grinding 24/7, hustling hard, that's my aim, Putting fake niggas to shame, no one's to blame. I'm on fire, my words burn like a wildfire, With each line I drop, I inspire and inspire, Blazing through the scene, leaving trails of desire, I'm the rhyme supplier, my flow never tires. I puff the green, that sticky icky, it's my fuel, Elevating my mind, expanding my lyrical tool, Inhaling the smoke, releasing thoughts so cool, My creativity blooms, like a flower in full. I'm on the grind, never sleeping, always awake, Chasing my dreams, no time for breaks, Every second counts, no room for mistakes, I'm hustling non-stop, for the money, I partake. But these fake niggas, they can't compete, With their phony acts, they can't take the heat, I expose their lies, their games, their deceit, I'm the real deal, standing tall, concrete. So I spit flames, smoke weed, grind day and night, Claiming my throne, shining bright with all my might, Putting fake niggas in their place, that's right, I'm the real spitter, the true lyrical knight.
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