Attention rappers (sample#1)
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•15 Apr 2019
but I could rip a beat like this in a billion pieces I'm arriving at Home like ET you thinkin its EZ pickin up the phone an nobody knows I breeze beats like this like a pina colada Going in Hotter an Harder Than most other artists on here I got this Armada im fucking bananas The Fallacy Fantacy you stuck in if you thinkin to battle Me This is a Challenge Ready for the Rappers Come in Hot Trash🔥 The Door is Open My flow is Golden I gotta 6 Feeter Beat Eater Wife Beater Meat Cleaver Call mean S.O.B you son of prick I'm ready for just about anything you shoot at me "Bad Bars" I'm thinkin I'm ready I'm feelin like Getting Up in the oven Like Hitler I knew I'm gassing these Jews ("You's") I'm ready for you an your crew repeat what say an do what I do I wasn't recording I feel I'm immortal I feel like I'm zorro I battle like there- ain't no tomorrow The Banter insida my head I filled it with lead Give me the pen ready to put these rappers to bed I'm sorry I did it you know that I meant it when I said that I'm ready Cynical Syllables I write with every stroke of a pen I did it again again
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but I could rip a beat like this in a billion pieces I'm arriving at Home like ET you thinkin its EZ pickin up the phone an nobody knows I breeze beats like this like a pina colada Going in Hotter an Harder Than most other artists on here I got this Armada im fucking bananas The Fallacy Fantacy you stuck in if you thinkin to battle Me This is a Challenge Ready for the Rappers Come in Hot Trash🔥 The Door is Open My flow is Golden I gotta 6 Feeter Beat Eater Wife Beater Meat Cleaver Call mean S.O.B you son of prick I'm ready for just about anything you shoot at me "Bad Bars" I'm thinkin I'm ready I'm feelin like Getting Up in the oven Like Hitler I knew I'm gassing these Jews ("You's") I'm ready for you an your crew repeat what say an do what I do I wasn't recording I feel I'm immortal I feel like I'm zorro I battle like there- ain't no tomorrow The Banter insida my head I filled it with lead Give me the pen ready to put these rappers to bed I'm sorry I did it you know that I meant it when I said that I'm ready Cynical Syllables I write with every stroke of a pen I did it again again
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