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3RoundCypher:ProvingGround (Feat. CrAkDaGod & NoPri$e)

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Beat: Smoke That Beat by: Profetesa Beats Lyrics: U need to watch what you say, Or I Might do it for you, Get Clocked in the face, Straight struck like high noon šŸ•› Imma monster, I conquer, When conjuring thoughts(thots), like a fatherless daughter whoā€™s mom is an op (Where did I go Wrong!) In her opticals Non-fickle, Don-to-be-Pawn, With a knife in my back, and a wrath like Iā€™m God, Never capped, never act, anti-daggers Nd cloaks, Till I croak, Iā€™mma go like my cocks in throat, All in, Nd Slap my balls on ya chinny chin, Im a pen ink king pin, you mockingā€™em thinking Yo raps is phat, fuck it in a sense it fits, Cause every thing you say up in a track is counterfeit(counter fit) SYLA bitch, You fuckers better bounce like checks, You clout chase for the cheddar, then you sound like rats, I out pace you, im better Nd Iā€™m bout my raps, Nd Ghost fame, till the veterans who proved the path, Iā€™m proving show respect to the pen I grasp, Head Lights Flash, bitch you donā€™t wanna cross my path, Or anyoneā€™s up in the crew, we settle shit wit whoever, Have ya homies pouring a fifth out for you V for Vendetta, Real recognize real, But yā€™all be looking funny, Avoidā€™em all like them mother fuckers looking for me, The Only time you blowinā€™s IT like clown porn, my mouth pure coke, Nd so dope you get hooked if you bump me Rap circles round you dead beats Like a mummy, If you ainā€™t hanging up the rap shit, you sleeping on me, Iā€™m batshit, sick as wuhan flu, yā€™all just some bitch made men callā€™em Tu Wong Fu. Bitch! CrAk Da God @BloodChapo 50 caliber Crak watch me damage the track Busting these fruits open like Gallagherā€™s back Iā€™m like make sure my shit mixed right cause if I get hype Iā€™ll have your producer and manager clapped No man want war wit Conan the barbarian No one want to spar wit me my bars scaring them Why is yā€™all afraid of me is it cause I treat tracks like some graves then let the bars bury him Rap is my bitch and I treat her right Got em like Damn he is nice Why else am I co-signed by tatu Jesus Christ And my body full of tattoos ā€œJesus Christ ā€œ Crak ride for his crew heā€™d give his life So you better be cool and follow this advice Donā€™t fuck wit SYLA or Iā€™mma leave your house lit up no Christmas lights youā€™ll just get these pipe Talk street shit I lived that life And Iā€™m old school like dick van dyke I nick at nite Iā€™ve shot guns off had bricks of white Been in a cell wit a guy that killed his wife (FACTS) My flow is so raw and authentic bars are god gifted Nes said letā€™s do this I was all wit it Gun loaded now all of yā€™all get it The best bet is you cats better stay out of dogs business And I dog bitches none of em shit My gun is my bitch she like when I shove in her clip Itā€™s like Iā€™m rubbing her clit Then I cock it put my finger in and start bussing that bitch If she to loud i silence her like shut up ya bitch Itā€™s SYLA you know we running this shit NoPri$e- @DefiantDialect Iā€™m just a dude like Devin But I move with the weapon, All I drop is hot shit, Better watch where you steppin Stand at attention, Salute the squad, Lemme ask you a question, You ready to die? Cause I am, Iā€™m living on borrowed time, Fuck ya rhymes, You blow like a category five Fucking amateurs Walter; Big Lebowski Pull a pistol in a crowd, Point it at Jesus if you doubt me, Kill ya mind state, Increase the crime rate You dead weight like an unemployed fatbitch That doesnā€™t give blow jobs, shit Useless Hereā€™s my two cents, Punch ya toothless, abusive Imma fucking prick, slap ya momma with my dick Thatā€™s the gist of it, dissmiss the bitch Imma hypocrite Cause I tell a trick I love her then I dip Just to go and get the chips Im sicker than a mass grave Every line CrAk, Fuck wit Nes, heā€™ll send ya to god, Said you trynna find that, All black, with the mask to match, Been doing dirt shit, Since the cabbage patch You actorsā€™ laughs, Said you gunna show me? Iā€™d send you the addy but you faggots prolly try to blow me, Wendyā€™s, I got beef for days, Cause I call a bitch a bitch, Like they Kennel trained Iā€™ll slice my veins, Wit a hundred razor blades before I bow down, thatā€™s just how Iā€™m raised, Stay above you, my thoughts fly high, Never believe the lies, use more than my eyes. (Who The Fuck Are You?!) CrAk Da God No Pri$e ā€œNO GIMMICKS REAL LIFE, I LIVE ITā€ ā€œSO ITS BAR AFTER BAR IMMA GIVEā€™EM ALL CRAKā€ ā€œAINā€™T THE TYPE YOU WANNA PLAY WITā€ NES We Repping #SYLA Support Your Local Mutha Fuckin Artists #SYLA šŸ–•šŸ½@modertor_en šŸ–•šŸ½ @moder_judge_en @rapfamebest #ThreeRoundCypher #2K21 #202Juan #BarAfterBarImmaGiveEmAllCrak #NoGimmicksRealLifeILiveIt #ProvingGround #FeaturedFecalMaterial #FeatureDissDick #BmHipHop #RapFame

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2 years ago

Bars: Great šŸŽ‰ Delivery: Dope šŸ”„ Impression: Dope šŸ”„

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2 years ago

Bars: Perfect šŸ’Æ Delivery: Perfect šŸ’Æ Impression: Perfect šŸ’Æ

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