Little Caesars Atisang
(Verse 1) Yo, Atisang, little ass motherfucker, In the shadows, moving slick like a snuffer, Got the grit, got the grind, never backin’ down, In this grimy city, wearin’ that crown. You creep through the night, like a ghost on the prowl, Eyes on the prize, yeah, you know how to growl, Hustlin’ hard, dodging snakes in the grass, With your crew by your side, never comin’ in last. (Verse 2) From the block to the top, you’re the king of the scene, With a heart made of steel, and a mind so keen, Whispers in the dark, but you bring the light, Little ass motherfucker, ready for the fight. Grinding through the struggle, you’re the voice of the street, With every rhyme you spit, you bring the heat, In this concrete jungle, you’re the spark in the night, Atisang, little ass motherfucker, ready to ignite. or
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(Verse 1) Yo, Atisang, little ass motherfucker, In the shadows, moving slick like a snuffer, Got the grit, got the grind, never backin’ down, In this grimy city, wearin’ that crown. You creep through the night, like a ghost on the prowl, Eyes on the prize, yeah, you know how to growl, Hustlin’ hard, dodging snakes in the grass, With your crew by your side, never comin’ in last. (Verse 2) From the block to the top, you’re the king of the scene, With a heart made of steel, and a mind so keen, Whispers in the dark, but you bring the light, Little ass motherfucker, ready for the fight. Grinding through the struggle, you’re the voice of the street, With every rhyme you spit, you bring the heat, In this concrete jungle, you’re the spark in the night, Atisang, little ass motherfucker, ready to ignite. or
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