No sleep
Chowder Blackain't gonna steep ain't gonna sleep not till I make it my rhymes ain't cheap am just a lion in a sheep skin my lyrics are deep keep sleeping on em nigga all I ever wanted was to be somebody not to be a trapper buh a good rapper nobody gon forfeit my raps cous is in my blood I will never get in the mud cous even if I stumble I'll never fall I wanna be acknowledge by not being wack but a good rapper ain't gonna abuse my privilege of being good to a bad rapper I have a wide knowledge when it comes to rapping nobody enlighten bout how to make a freestyle I want somebody to elevate me so I can be known not to isolate me my nigga of being in this game I mean who can mediate my dream nobody can create me not till I make it am accurate I am cursed I don't know how to be inaccurate everyday anytime I renovate my words I battle someone with no effort knowing if I give it my all you gon wake up in a morgue O guess God can testify cous his the only one who gave me this talent this my certify also my specify by coming to me I am gon mortify your brains till you tremble when you hold a pen you just a lil kid compare to me there's stealth dope rappers but a famous wack rappers all we ever wanted was yo be acknowledge as a real rappers I just wanna emerge from the shadow I am in deceiving ain't my thing but honesty is mine real rappers always losing wack rappers always winning
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ain't gonna steep ain't gonna sleep not till I make it my rhymes ain't cheap am just a lion in a sheep skin my lyrics are deep keep sleeping on em nigga all I ever wanted was to be somebody not to be a trapper buh a good rapper nobody gon forfeit my raps cous is in my blood I will never get in the mud cous even if I stumble I'll never fall I wanna be acknowledge by not being wack but a good rapper ain't gonna abuse my privilege of being good to a bad rapper I have a wide knowledge when it comes to rapping nobody enlighten bout how to make a freestyle I want somebody to elevate me so I can be known not to isolate me my nigga of being in this game I mean who can mediate my dream nobody can create me not till I make it am accurate I am cursed I don't know how to be inaccurate everyday anytime I renovate my words I battle someone with no effort knowing if I give it my all you gon wake up in a morgue O guess God can testify cous his the only one who gave me this talent this my certify also my specify by coming to me I am gon mortify your brains till you tremble when you hold a pen you just a lil kid compare to me there's stealth dope rappers but a famous wack rappers all we ever wanted was yo be acknowledge as a real rappers I just wanna emerge from the shadow I am in deceiving ain't my thing but honesty is mine real rappers always losing wack rappers always winning
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