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Boston in the cut

“BOSTON IN THE CUT” hook im Boston i got a blueprint brain with serious game with that Biggie-type vision, a serious Mix of wisdom and mischief — a dangerous collision. mixed with discipline and goatboss intuition builds ambition and ammunition and puts u in the right position to complete each mission with vision avoiding prison and indecision I’m that old-school snap, I over lap the pack destroying the track also self made with a brand-new blade, Came up from the streets and the shadows where the real ones are made. Bost I’m the fast-talk slick chalk outline of a legend, Never followed any lanes — I created the direction. Two-Step thinker, see the whole map shift, I don’t brag, I don’t bluff — Im Boston i just naturally exist. Got a blueprint brain that Biggie-type vision, Mix of wisdom and mischief — a dangerous collision. mixed with discipline and goatboss intuition builds ambition and ammunition and puts u in the right position to complete each mission with vision I’m in my GOATBOSS stance, with that heavyweight walk, Conversation like a jab — better watch how you talk. Been a wolf since a kid, now the pack moves with me, If you ain’t built outta steel, don’t stand too close to me. --- (Hook — old-school chant) From the cold to the gold, every step I commit— I don’t chase opportunities… I make ’em exist. (Verse 2) I’m the raw one, jaw-lockin’ bars like a pit, Every line hit heavy like I hand-wrapped it. Turn a beat to a canvas, and a moment to proof, I’m the truth they whisper ’bout, you have no idea what I been through No fam when I started, so I built my tribe, Now we eat, break bread, keep the whole thing alive. I’m the missing .01% — the code they can’t copy, Talk sharp, move sharp, everything’s kamikaze. I see plays miles ahead — that 20-20 scope, Turn hope into hustle, turn pressure to growth. I could rhyme ’bout the struggle, but I’d rather rhyme legacy, I don’t do small talk — everything is destiny. Old school flavor with a future-proof mind, I’m the bridge between eras — the rarest design. If the world wants a show, tell ’em Boston been ready, Got a flow so raw it makes the beat feel like confetti like steady get ready from empty to twenty ,we knew eventually the entry of the century would last till your seventy and hopefully ready mentally (Hook — repeat) Old school flow with a Boston twist, Hands stay ready and the mind stay crisp. From the cold to the gold, every step I commit— I don’t chase opportunities… I make ’em exist. ot a blueprint brain that Biggie-type vision, Mix of wisdom and mischief — a dangerous collision. mixed with discipline and goatboss intuition builds ambition and ammunition and puts u in the right position to complete each mission with vision

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“BOSTON IN THE CUT” hook im Boston i got a blueprint brain with serious game with that Biggie-type vision, a serious Mix of wisdom and mischief — a dangerous collision. mixed with discipline and goatboss intuition builds ambition and ammunition and puts u in the right position to complete each mission with vision avoiding prison and indecision I’m that old-school snap, I over lap the pack destroying the track also self made with a brand-new blade, Came up from the streets and the shadows where the real ones are made. Bost I’m the fast-talk slick chalk outline of a legend, Never followed any lanes — I created the direction. Two-Step thinker, see the whole map shift, I don’t brag, I don’t bluff — Im Boston i just naturally exist. Got a blueprint brain that Biggie-type vision, Mix of wisdom and mischief — a dangerous collision. mixed with discipline and goatboss intuition builds ambition and ammunition and puts u in the right position to complete each mission with vision I’m in my GOATBOSS stance, with that heavyweight walk, Conversation like a jab — better watch how you talk. Been a wolf since a kid, now the pack moves with me, If you ain’t built outta steel, don’t stand too close to me. --- (Hook — old-school chant) From the cold to the gold, every step I commit— I don’t chase opportunities… I make ’em exist. (Verse 2) I’m the raw one, jaw-lockin’ bars like a pit, Every line hit heavy like I hand-wrapped it. Turn a beat to a canvas, and a moment to proof, I’m the truth they whisper ’bout, you have no idea what I been through No fam when I started, so I built my tribe, Now we eat, break bread, keep the whole thing alive. I’m the missing .01% — the code they can’t copy, Talk sharp, move sharp, everything’s kamikaze. I see plays miles ahead — that 20-20 scope, Turn hope into hustle, turn pressure to growth. I could rhyme ’bout the struggle, but I’d rather rhyme legacy, I don’t do small talk — everything is destiny. Old school flavor with a future-proof mind, I’m the bridge between eras — the rarest design. If the world wants a show, tell ’em Boston been ready, Got a flow so raw it makes the beat feel like confetti like steady get ready from empty to twenty ,we knew eventually the entry of the century would last till your seventy and hopefully ready mentally (Hook — repeat) Old school flow with a Boston twist, Hands stay ready and the mind stay crisp. From the cold to the gold, every step I commit— I don’t chase opportunities… I make ’em exist. ot a blueprint brain that Biggie-type vision, Mix of wisdom and mischief — a dangerous collision. mixed with discipline and goatboss intuition builds ambition and ammunition and puts u in the right position to complete each mission with vision

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