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If I ■ ■
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was in the Philippines he'll be like my muhfuckin' Malcolm X
My Martin Luther King because
He's too fire to go unnoticed
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There's no way I'm just gonna pass him off like he's just some any rapper
Like a onehit wonder
I'm on whatever you on I ain't gon' talk on the phone
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Keep that same energy fuckin' with enemies
It's gettin' temptin' to run in your home huh huh
Buddy I'd do it alone cuddy said Wait up my homes
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Don't just go hit 'em 'cause I gotta drive you
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Focus on aimin' that blick at his dome no cap ■
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You motherfuckers be lucky as fuck that ain't nobody envious of you enough
Take it from me like a brother who dug off the mud on his head but done
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ended up cuffed
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Then he just gets spat back out again into a world where he doubled what he
did
'cause he learned Give it up or get fucked in turn homie
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■ I'm the realest in the business and everybody gon' be envious of my
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beginnings
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Got a circus full of sinners with bodies so stop tryna be another addition
'cause I'm the realest in the business and everybody gon' be envious of my
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beginnings
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Got a circus full of sinners with bodies so stop tryna be another addition
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I done got hit on the head barely survived that shit
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Minus a nine from ten Eminem's spot still sits
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But fuck a position I'm tunin' him in
Let all you rock out with it I ain't ever gonna be an optout mission
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Get the Glock out with it get to poppin'
Dip out and smoke With the homies we mobbin'
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While I'm ■ cleanin' the stash of my calibers
Some of them might got ya' name on 'em
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Wanna brag about shit that could happen
I am the reason that they got a chain on 'em
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When I rap they consider me a Gatling
Fillin' up mags I'm finna go clap 'em
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Gettin' that bag with the GOAT BRabbit I know they hate this flow
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I'm in the mode to get to killin' again with the best
Stick in your dome you're never gettin' a penny or less
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Stealin' the flows then I'ma spit it again as a test
Sick of these hoes they get to bitchin' the bigger the breast
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Nevertheless I'ma get it in a way that you can never better
Instead of settin' a bet up I let up with the Beretta
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Make it dugudugu drillin' you bitches in front of PETA
'cause I'm kinda gettin' fed up always leavin' y'all wet up like
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■ I'm the realest in the business and everybody gon' be envious of my
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beginnings
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Got a circus full of sinners with bodies so stop tryna be another addition
'cause I'm the realest in the business and everybody gon' be envious of my
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beginnings
Got a circus full of sinners with bodies so stop tryna be another addition
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Guess I've really no right to complain much hiphop has been good to me huh
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But when they say that I'm only top five 'cause I'm white why would I be
stunned
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My skin color's still working against me 'cause second I should be to none
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Being white ain't why they put me at five it's why they can't put me at one
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They're comin' with more venom so the haters I'm aimin' it towards them and
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All the envious rappers I'd torch if I'm on a joint with 'em
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And that is the only retort is I'm not played in the clubs motherfucker put
a cork in it
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Only reason they still play your shit in the clubs Is 'cause you still
perform in 'em
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I am a guest in this house but I turned this bitch to a mansion
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Yeah it's an expansion made it gargantuan
England Germany France and Japan's in this bitch
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Even Dubai because my music they do buy
You die tryin' this scientists two psy'
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'chiatrists could not unscrew my head up the blue eyed devil I never quit
do I
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Naw 'cause you know you'll get washed like a bar of soap
You pussy you wouldn't give a cigar to smoke
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And I know it eats at your heart like an artichoke
Because you know that's how likely you are to choke
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Your heart is broke as I rip you apart I go bananas precede to spit every
bar I wrote
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I was spittin' before my mother's water broke it's not even close you bitch
I'm by far the goat
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Gen Zers actin' like rap experts zip up your gaps and close your mouths
Bitch you ain't been on this planet long enough to tell me how rap's
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supposed to sound
Ya'll need to stick to what you do best shootin' schools up yeah go load up
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rounds
In your parents' gats and go to class and let off with the strap and go to
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town ■
Shout to the Furious Five and Grandmaster Flash but boy
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There's someone who really is furious stay out his path his wrath avoid ■
And I'll be the last to toy with a juice head whose brain is like half
destroyed
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Like a meteor hit it well there went Melle Mel we lost his ass to 'roids
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God was like I got him but I'm gonna start him
At the bottom of the barrel brought him in the world
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With a ma that was on valium and his father was a coward
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Taught him as a child when no fucking body was around
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How to get himself up and out of poverty and now not even a growl in his
stomach gotta be a hound
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'til they put your body in the ground probably gonna sound
Like a cliché but when haters try to beat you down
Say fuck 'em
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'cause I'm the realest in the business and everybody gon' be envious of my
beginnings
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Got a ■ circus full of sinners with bodies so stop tryna be another
addition
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'cause I'm the realest in the business and everybody gon' be envious of my
beginnings
End
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Got a circus full of sinners with bodies so stop tryna be another addition
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I'm just playin' Gen Z you know I love you ■