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[Verse 1: Rocky]
Feeling a vigilante or a missionary
Tell my A$AP killers get they pistols
'em to the cemetary with obituaries
Don't be scared, nigga, is you
I've been thinking all the O's in my bank account
X the O's in my bed is the same amount
Ever since this new star fame about
Or ever since me and Drizzy started out
boy, let his gun bang, let his nuts hang
Transition to a Lamborghini a Mustang
Drugs slang in the drug game with the
(I know one thing) Anything is better that 1 train
Bag made of Goyard, like I'm Boyar-
Dee, selling D in your local courtyard
Braids like I'm O-Dog, my la familia go
Down to my inlaws, outlaws with no laws
[Verse 2: Kendrick
We then I bogart, any pros that got 'proached at
With a toe-tag, get broke off, in the projects with a
I past and I blaze y'all like, "DOO DOO!" I hate y'all
When the cooked, I ate y'all like, "Mmm mmm," let's play ball
In a ballpark with all and a blindfold, I rhyme cold
My K hot, your 9 cold, that bark K9 drone
That clip, straight from the rip
I'll that shirt say RIP, I'm on some shit
If I'm not the then Hell must've froze over
You thought it was safe then forgot what the was
I carry of a traumatized soldier
Don't look in my face, I snap, I might choke ya
right out of place, give me dap like you 'posed ta
Darts at your posters, dark like this
I metamorph like I'm 'posed ta, I slice my wrist
Or pretend like a vulture and off this cliff
[Verse 3: Bada$$]
Barely even conscious, talking to my
Gettin' deeper in these flows conches
I'm on my convict, drop bars, I drop prisons
Don't sell seen the spectrum through the prisms
bypassed the bias and the -isms
The and the killin', so given
They seen my pigment and thought that was the
Unfortunately I am not that of niglet
But pass the pot let me
Just got back to the block from a 6 o'clock Jigga
And I'm 'bout signin' to the Roc
But my niggas on the block assigned to the rocks
And I swear it hurt me
I try to prevail, but when I preach it only their sales
Like you're only end up either dead or in jail
But you my nigga, wish you the for real
[Verse 4:
When you mention my amongst other white rappers
Or for that matter, any fuckin' rapper, it
Painter, skater, musician, trailer park ditch diggin'
Burger flippin', eat, sleep, human bein', you would be in
Trouble to body double or couple me to others
Cause comparatively speakin', my reach is beyond the
That they put me in, my vision's beyond the
I with Nubians, new beginning again
You in at 10, late, Radioactive's goin' gold
And so? GREAT. Do I give a duck
If I'm applyin' love to my plus alignin' us?
Alabama's climbin' up, wait, no I give a
Flying duck, but a buckshot, Ch, pow!
Motherfuck life, pussy blood clot
Ain't never no rapper this cold since 2Pac was froze
And thawed out for date at a Coachella show, Yelawolf
[Verse 5: Danny
Weed a color like a hoodrat bra and panties
And my flow be overhead like and pans in pantries
Antsy cause I'm high like Jackson penny loafers
on the sun, barefoot, with shades on
Bitch pussy smell a penguin
Wouldn't hit that shit with my worst enemy's
Bitch I say this I mean this: "Ho, I'm the meanest"
Dick so big, stretch from Earth to
That molly got me nauseous, on shit, no off
Lawless, obnoxious, on "suck my cock" shit
That is my synopsis, ostrich pot
Hoes on some God shit, it! You not this!
Novice, regardless, heartless and
Cryin' tears of vodka prima at the concert
Adonis smokin' chronic 'bout to vomit gin and
Just bein honest, tell me, isn't that
[Verse 6: Bronson]
Swiftly, I the Bimmer 860
A heavy smoker so you know I the Blake with me
The moon's off the lake hit me
You should've with me
Now many bitches lay with me
The face is like a tablecloth
My shorty in the morning on the beach like a Chilean horse
Red drop on boxes very often
Confetti torture, drinking Henny like I'm Lofton

I fixed the game between Southern and Grambling
You see us scrambling, Susan Sarandon
The of smoke like the phantom
this shit tastes like fantastic
You see me comin' through in state
Just so the lord put the fork inside the cheesecake
Cuffed to my wrist I've got the
The slam, I'm a free man, try not to eat ham
7: Big K.R.I.T.]
Big KRIT,
Spit my last breath: casket rap, six deep
Eyes closed, the black is back, out the 'Lac with flats
that, bottles I can't pronounce, like, "How you ask for that?"
Why you ask for and all you had was scratch?
All I had was rap, when all had was wack
All I was love, all they had was dap
Fuck haters and fuck them hoes and cherish your wins
The aftermath, ask LeBron, open palm slap a
Walk the or break a bank, I've been in the business of sinkin' ships
Chokin' niggas out with the anchors that they anchor
Resuscitations cost the label, I'm taxing if you a hit
Clear, your career, bitch, I was born here
Been a killer, '86er, nigga, that's my born
Get the fuck from 'round here, just my country ways
Suckin' on your momma's titty, bitchin' while I was blade
Grippin' grain, fuckin' hoes, candy paint like
Miss me with that rapper chatter, that shit up with my bass
I put that on my sub, how could you doubt me?
Most rappers hoping the world end so they have to drop another album
B.B. King saw the in me, so why can't you?
In order to come up close, you'll to dig up Cash and Elvis, too
Muddy water flow, Dixie past
Fuck your Louis flag, benji tags on your wifey's ass
That's out of line, but in color?
I'm more like Miya Bailey on you rap motherfuckers, a true