THE DROP OFF
#THEDROPOFF #SPG #RAPFAMEELITE [INTRO] (Immediate militant strike with rolling bass and pounding timpani hits) The perimeter is set, the targets are right on the wire. Where is my E-7 Gunnery Sergeant, bring that verbal fire? We came to deploy a lyrical warhead, fueled by pure intent. Prometheus! Bring your Gatling-gun grammar, show them what a threat meant. We don't do threats, we only deliver certified facts. Initiate the launch sequence, prepare for the orbital attacks! Yo, "Pack it up, pack it in, let me begin," this is the drop-off. Lyrical DoorDash, straight to your dome, watch the whole block pop-off Code Tango, package green, copy that, over, the target is the fraud. "Hit 'em up, let 'em know," you can't waste any time with this squad. I'm the trigger man, the fire starter, serving up the whole plat-ter. This ain't no fast food, this is the main course, what the f*ck you mad at-her? I spit it out, Certified Delivery, ask the man on the block, that's the code. I move in silence, then smash the mic and secure the whole payload. My Gunnery Sergeant work is done, the message has been sent. Now meet my Commander, who leads with pure strategic intent. This is Hyperion, serving lyrical tracer rounds that find your face. He's got the satellite keys, bringing pure force to this whole place. His movement is tactical and cold, calculated to the core. When he speaks, the whole sector drops, knocking down your l inyrical door. This is the drop, coordinates have been set. Lyrical payload, breaking the Internet with a threat! We shut down the market, we are your D-DOSS. Certified Delivery! You're answering now to the Boss! The order aled, the coordinates are confirmed, it's time to engage. Zulu hour, LZ hot, birds inbound, you're locked in my tactical rage. No time for protocol, no time for discussion, just impact. "Put your hands where my eyes can see," this a certified attack. I'm not the messenger, I'm the weapon that carries the message. This ain't a threat, this is the final phase of your whole process. My bar structure is military, my movement is lethal and cold. I'm the architect of destruction, letting the story unfold. This is the drop, coordinates have been set. Lyrical payload, breaking the Internet with a threat! We shut down the market, we are your D-DOSS. Certified Delivery! You're answering now to the Boss! They call me the EarthQuaker, the bread maker, watch me spit-it-out! You're talking to the demon, what the heck fuck you got to talk about, simply call me the Lightbringer. I got more rhymes than the Bible's got Psalms! You got jokes? I'm dropping nuclear bombs, run and sound the alarm. "Where the hood, where the hood, where the hood at?" I'm running your street. I'm the real dealer, delivering the goods straight to the fiend. My lyrics are scripture, street knowledge delivered with force. You're taking the L, I'm setting the whole industry course, of course. Observe the devastation, the crater where your chorus used to be. This is a lesson in impact, in brutal efficiency. Do you agree? I move on silence, you move with chatter and noise. Cleared hot, the mission is executed, they're calling me the destroyer. "I never sleep, 'cause sleep is the cousin of death," So I'm always alert, ready to take your last breath. This is not a game, this is certified, black-ops delivery. You are now Winchester! You ran the clip out, lacking all lyrical ability. Yeah, you talked a lot of shit, now you're about to see the consequence You tried to play the game, now I'm here collecting the recompense. We take the old school, give it a kinetic charge, then launch. This is the Shining Path Gorillas' gift, straight out of Philly, what the f*ck you thought? The broad street bully is back, that Beanie Sigel truth, there is no front. My gift is the strike, your destiny is the receipt. The Lyrical DoorDash is done, prepare for your defeat! Echo team, Foxtrot lead, target splash. It's 8205 code. Mission complete, put the final tally in the stow. This is the end game, no more waiting, let the track go!
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#THEDROPOFF #SPG #RAPFAMEELITE [INTRO] (Immediate militant strike with rolling bass and pounding timpani hits) The perimeter is set, the targets are right on the wire. Where is my E-7 Gunnery Sergeant, bring that verbal fire? We came to deploy a lyrical warhead, fueled by pure intent. Prometheus! Bring your Gatling-gun grammar, show them what a threat meant. We don't do threats, we only deliver certified facts. Initiate the launch sequence, prepare for the orbital attacks! Yo, "Pack it up, pack it in, let me begin," this is the drop-off. Lyrical DoorDash, straight to your dome, watch the whole block pop-off Code Tango, package green, copy that, over, the target is the fraud. "Hit 'em up, let 'em know," you can't waste any time with this squad. I'm the trigger man, the fire starter, serving up the whole plat-ter. This ain't no fast food, this is the main course, what the f*ck you mad at-her? I spit it out, Certified Delivery, ask the man on the block, that's the code. I move in silence, then smash the mic and secure the whole payload. My Gunnery Sergeant work is done, the message has been sent. Now meet my Commander, who leads with pure strategic intent. This is Hyperion, serving lyrical tracer rounds that find your face. He's got the satellite keys, bringing pure force to this whole place. His movement is tactical and cold, calculated to the core. When he speaks, the whole sector drops, knocking down your l inyrical door. This is the drop, coordinates have been set. Lyrical payload, breaking the Internet with a threat! We shut down the market, we are your D-DOSS. Certified Delivery! You're answering now to the Boss! The order aled, the coordinates are confirmed, it's time to engage. Zulu hour, LZ hot, birds inbound, you're locked in my tactical rage. No time for protocol, no time for discussion, just impact. "Put your hands where my eyes can see," this a certified attack. I'm not the messenger, I'm the weapon that carries the message. This ain't a threat, this is the final phase of your whole process. My bar structure is military, my movement is lethal and cold. I'm the architect of destruction, letting the story unfold. This is the drop, coordinates have been set. Lyrical payload, breaking the Internet with a threat! We shut down the market, we are your D-DOSS. Certified Delivery! You're answering now to the Boss! They call me the EarthQuaker, the bread maker, watch me spit-it-out! You're talking to the demon, what the heck fuck you got to talk about, simply call me the Lightbringer. I got more rhymes than the Bible's got Psalms! You got jokes? I'm dropping nuclear bombs, run and sound the alarm. "Where the hood, where the hood, where the hood at?" I'm running your street. I'm the real dealer, delivering the goods straight to the fiend. My lyrics are scripture, street knowledge delivered with force. You're taking the L, I'm setting the whole industry course, of course. Observe the devastation, the crater where your chorus used to be. This is a lesson in impact, in brutal efficiency. Do you agree? I move on silence, you move with chatter and noise. Cleared hot, the mission is executed, they're calling me the destroyer. "I never sleep, 'cause sleep is the cousin of death," So I'm always alert, ready to take your last breath. This is not a game, this is certified, black-ops delivery. You are now Winchester! You ran the clip out, lacking all lyrical ability. Yeah, you talked a lot of shit, now you're about to see the consequence You tried to play the game, now I'm here collecting the recompense. We take the old school, give it a kinetic charge, then launch. This is the Shining Path Gorillas' gift, straight out of Philly, what the f*ck you thought? The broad street bully is back, that Beanie Sigel truth, there is no front. My gift is the strike, your destiny is the receipt. The Lyrical DoorDash is done, prepare for your defeat! Echo team, Foxtrot lead, target splash. It's 8205 code. Mission complete, put the final tally in the stow. This is the end game, no more waiting, let the track go!
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