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I can’t feel anything but this urge to go hurt them (I don’t know) keep getting visions of death this big murder I’m watching em (all go) when I go stalking and followin walking behind them and (oh no) that is the end of the victim no Time for a break of the (poor soul) Verse Fast flow, I’m in the zone, Speed like a cyclone, microphone throne, Words on fire, I’m hittin’ the gas, If you blink once, then you’re gonna miss it—blast! Chorus Quick like lightning, never slowin’ down, Got the rhythm, got the rhyme, best around! Tongue twistin’, no resistin’, every beat I own, Fastest rap, king of the throne! Outro Speed it up, keep it tight, This rap’s built for flight, Fast as I can, with style intact, If you’re too slow, better run it back! (Chorus) I’m chopping it, flipping it, stacking my grind, Eyes on the prize, no fallin’ behind, Chopping it up, got my game in control, Built from the bottom, I’m claiming my role. (Verse 1) Out in the streets, yeah, I hustle and grow, Every loss, every win, puttin’ on a show, From nothin’ to somethin’, I carved out a lane, Paid in sweat, now I’m cashin’ the gains. (Chorus) I’m chopping it, flipping it, stacking my grind, Eyes on the prize, no fallin’ behind, Chopping it up, got my game in control, Built from the bottom, I’m claiming my role. (Verse 2) No shortcuts, I’m on a steady rise, Turnin’ pain into power, got my eyes on the prize, Through the struggle, the hustle, every step on the climb, Chopping it daily, yeah, this moment is mine. (Chorus) I’m chopping it, flipping it, stacking my grind, Eyes on the prize, no fallin’ behind, Chopping it up, got my game in control, Built from the bottom, I’m claiming my role. (Verse 3) Late nights, early mornings, it’s all in the work, Put in that grind, yeah, I’m makin’ it worth, They doubted my rise, couldn’t see the end game, But now I’m here, and they know my name. (Verse 4) Built like a fortress, strong from the ground, Rising above, yeah, I’m holdin’ it down, In the heat of the fight, I sharpen my edge, Taking my place, makin’ good on my pledge. (Chorus) I’m chopping it, flipping it, stacking my grind, Eyes on the prize, no fallin’ behind, Chopping it up, got my game in control, Built from the bottom, I’m claiming my role. (Verse 5) Now it’s my season, my time to unfold, Years in the making, this hustle is gold, They see the shine, but they don’t know the scars, Chopping it daily, now I’m reaching for stars. (Chorus) I’m chopping it, flipping it, stacking my grind, Eyes on the prize, no fallin’ behind, Chopping it up, got my game in control, Built from the bottom, I’m claiming my role.
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I can’t feel anything but this urge to go hurt them (I don’t know) keep getting visions of death this big murder I’m watching em (all go) when I go stalking and followin walking behind them and (oh no) that is the end of the victim no Time for a break of the (poor soul) Verse Fast flow, I’m in the zone, Speed like a cyclone, microphone throne, Words on fire, I’m hittin’ the gas, If you blink once, then you’re gonna miss it—blast! Chorus Quick like lightning, never slowin’ down, Got the rhythm, got the rhyme, best around! Tongue twistin’, no resistin’, every beat I own, Fastest rap, king of the throne! Outro Speed it up, keep it tight, This rap’s built for flight, Fast as I can, with style intact, If you’re too slow, better run it back! (Chorus) I’m chopping it, flipping it, stacking my grind, Eyes on the prize, no fallin’ behind, Chopping it up, got my game in control, Built from the bottom, I’m claiming my role. (Verse 1) Out in the streets, yeah, I hustle and grow, Every loss, every win, puttin’ on a show, From nothin’ to somethin’, I carved out a lane, Paid in sweat, now I’m cashin’ the gains. (Chorus) I’m chopping it, flipping it, stacking my grind, Eyes on the prize, no fallin’ behind, Chopping it up, got my game in control, Built from the bottom, I’m claiming my role. (Verse 2) No shortcuts, I’m on a steady rise, Turnin’ pain into power, got my eyes on the prize, Through the struggle, the hustle, every step on the climb, Chopping it daily, yeah, this moment is mine. (Chorus) I’m chopping it, flipping it, stacking my grind, Eyes on the prize, no fallin’ behind, Chopping it up, got my game in control, Built from the bottom, I’m claiming my role. (Verse 3) Late nights, early mornings, it’s all in the work, Put in that grind, yeah, I’m makin’ it worth, They doubted my rise, couldn’t see the end game, But now I’m here, and they know my name. (Verse 4) Built like a fortress, strong from the ground, Rising above, yeah, I’m holdin’ it down, In the heat of the fight, I sharpen my edge, Taking my place, makin’ good on my pledge. (Chorus) I’m chopping it, flipping it, stacking my grind, Eyes on the prize, no fallin’ behind, Chopping it up, got my game in control, Built from the bottom, I’m claiming my role. (Verse 5) Now it’s my season, my time to unfold, Years in the making, this hustle is gold, They see the shine, but they don’t know the scars, Chopping it daily, now I’m reaching for stars. (Chorus) I’m chopping it, flipping it, stacking my grind, Eyes on the prize, no fallin’ behind, Chopping it up, got my game in control, Built from the bottom, I’m claiming my role.