YoungWreckless

Chris_13:34

YoungWreckless
Chris_13:34

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22 Feb 2017

Chorus: I put that pressure on ya. Lord I'm to much pressure for em. Verse1: ain't nobody in this game that can spit like me. Spittin like an old man that ain't got no teeth. Don't need a match I spit fire and gasoline. My verses just like crack and all of y'all some fiends. I won't stop till I'm on ya freakin tv. Feelin like May weather no one can beat the beast. People said we wouldn't make it shout out to joe lee. F.O.E we takin over no one can beat the team. And no I ain't Dissin I just had to mention. Nigga in this rap game no one as cold as me. That nigga fresco wish he was as hot as me. Boy I'm the truth my nick name should be tupac prodigy. All you other rappers should just follow me. I'm the illest that did it. I need a doctor I'm sickening. In this game there's no feelings. But I have no competition. So tell me why I'm still in it. Everyone is my victim. If you not F.O.E then hell naw we can't kick it. I travel like I moved off my pivot. Yea I'm raw and persistent. Your music is not intriguing. You not a gangsta believe me. All of the stuff you be sayin. Is just the things you be dreaming. Or just some stuff you be thinkin. You ain't been in the field. You just smash thots and do drugs. Hangin out wit the plug. And pay for shows at the clubs. To me you rappers is scrubs. Don't want no beef I'm just sayin. Don't come for me I'll power up and then I'll go supersaiyain. It's not a game I'm not playing. Boy I'll end your career. If they compared me to you then that just wouldn't be fair. These rappers pussy they scared. In my heart is no fear. They askin wreckless where the love but it no longer live here. These are your final days meanin it's your last testimony. Not even Jesus can save em the way I put the pressure on em. Chorus: I put that pressure on ya. Lord I'm to much pressure for em. The game I play it clever.

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Chorus: I put that pressure on ya. Lord I'm to much pressure for em. Verse1: ain't nobody in this game that can spit like me. Spittin like an old man that ain't got no teeth. Don't need a match I spit fire and gasoline. My verses just like crack and all of y'all some fiends. I won't stop till I'm on ya freakin tv. Feelin like May weather no one can beat the beast. People said we wouldn't make it shout out to joe lee. F.O.E we takin over no one can beat the team. And no I ain't Dissin I just had to mention. Nigga in this rap game no one as cold as me. That nigga fresco wish he was as hot as me. Boy I'm the truth my nick name should be tupac prodigy. All you other rappers should just follow me. I'm the illest that did it. I need a doctor I'm sickening. In this game there's no feelings. But I have no competition. So tell me why I'm still in it. Everyone is my victim. If you not F.O.E then hell naw we can't kick it. I travel like I moved off my pivot. Yea I'm raw and persistent. Your music is not intriguing. You not a gangsta believe me. All of the stuff you be sayin. Is just the things you be dreaming. Or just some stuff you be thinkin. You ain't been in the field. You just smash thots and do drugs. Hangin out wit the plug. And pay for shows at the clubs. To me you rappers is scrubs. Don't want no beef I'm just sayin. Don't come for me I'll power up and then I'll go supersaiyain. It's not a game I'm not playing. Boy I'll end your career. If they compared me to you then that just wouldn't be fair. These rappers pussy they scared. In my heart is no fear. They askin wreckless where the love but it no longer live here. These are your final days meanin it's your last testimony. Not even Jesus can save em the way I put the pressure on em. Chorus: I put that pressure on ya. Lord I'm to much pressure for em. The game I play it clever.

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