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[Verse 1: XL] Wordplay is I made a lot of money off of Long before the rap game ever corporate The first day that my single dropped With a verse, I was God rappers in they coffins It's how I phonetically talk, and telekinetically darken Every booth that I walk in, genetically, sellin' out every market Wordsmith, marksman, baby-mama target Zoom, Zoom, Spit at jet Marianas Trench deeper than the ocean Mind emotion, mass hypnosis, slashin' throats and crashin' boats, I'm a massive vulture, raps slack Results of murdering the ropes I'm cattle and catapults with animal quotes Convincin' folks that I'm God above and miraculous like the leaders of all the last past classic of codes Some type of shit that a coward want to settle every beef that we ever had And up on the wrong side of the bed more like a bed of nails being impaled, inside of quicksand Expand and it's a wristband, ain't gettin' backstage, slappin' you with my left hand Your nasal collapsin', drippin' like Tristan, a legend of the fall, see that it was Tristan Too much sinning now I'm barely existing a hemi transmission that's in position So a cannon in our cannon is necessary to the narcoleptic poison to the pen insurrection like writ van Even if a hater never see me bright What I write will be the highlight of his timeline Walk a fine line, spit a guideline, trick a cheery to his own with a pom pom Put you in your place, due to a plot, you in your face, usual spot It's brutal what I do to a cop, my brain is polluted and I'll zombie-fuck a bitch till the uterus rot, nigga stop I kinda didn't want to put out another album until I out every vowel and alphabetical character can never damage the word, my plan is a prefered Chino was the sickest spitter in
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[Verse 2: KXNG I'm a walkin' and talkin' apocalypse, I'm a boss standin' tall as a I'm the author of all that is ominous, I'm a haul off, show you all my Brought a sawed-off, put a officer off in a coffin, Off of my confidence, raw dog y'all broads from my obelisk After you swallow this dick, I never callin' y'all, I'm anonymous I hate what the problem is, I like a columnist, I write like a novelist I write like my life in the end, if I don't get it in the pen I'ma die in a bottomless pit right where Osama is Fuck all that kinda shit, Dominick right where your mama High with a llama bigger a prehistoric hippopotamus Ready to blood quicker than a Phlebotomus I'm good, cigar and beard, goddamn I'm Suge Ask me to get on a track and a hog, fuck a pig pussy, go HAM I would Crook came back with the nonsense I murder like I never even my conscious nigga iller than me is Irving Johnson Only nigga realer me deserve a Oscar be an actor, not only a factor I'm an anomaly like a poverty-stricken nigga richer and richer in a dishonest economy Kinda like I did every verse is monster Monster, nigga I said Sicker than Trump stickin' his in Ivanka Sicker than Billy Clinton playin' the harmonica with Monica Lewinsky his Willy Wonka Conquer any MC that I face, squeeze at a Tyler that could seize and a wraiths, reach in my waist, killin' 'em Any bullets I feelin' 'em, I'm reptilian I regenerate, I'm the to hate In the game it could like Caesars I'll still get my of the cake, go Philly when the cheese is at stake Then I'ma you the plate, California, I'm the king of the state
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3: Tech N9ne] Leavin' but carnage So wanna be killas and hit the milla but they harmless With it, I stay armed and strippin' away Sick as the mission a nigga to slay varmints away tarnished, pick up the pace Clippin' the of a triple today decay like an animal, nigga sniffin' the prey Taking the A tech-nician I pick it and swarm it S with the with it That's when they get with it dissin' the Tech, they get it Whatever happened to In the neck, the milli hit it Chopper hoppin' up and then I'm a wheelie with it Set it to burn, look at the way I deaded the Pathetic, now I got 'em headed for urns, at me and get it returned Obliterated, the in the battle, I don't know the medical term Eat when the beef hot takin' no cheap shot Just killa when the drop Nigga the beat boppin', I don't be C-walkin' You can bet we off in the B block, like a whistlin' tea pot I and the R-E-D got me watched off in the street with the G-R-A-V-E Plott Dippin' away from a KC cop Past the Hen', the pen Put it up on the the pitiful punks passed again Pick the pecker, pollute the pathogens the pill, put patches in I'm in the zone, I ain't never known an Look at the rhyme, mine fuckin' the people Is it the With the 9, duckin' in the steeple I'm in the slime bucket, time, fuck it, I'm Sick as Samhain, I'm seekin' you suckers to shake and lames And seein' you suffer, a campaign, comin' to cut ya Bluckin', blam brains, on a buster When I spit it, nobody fuckin' with it Give it, everything I rip it, wanna give me a ticket But they never quick enough for me, so you better it
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[Verse 4: Wait a minute homie, the press, I'm the best The hardest in the game, a celebrity buy some X I must've comped his ass any rapper saying he lyrical but its an emission like 'Roger that' I'm an astronaut that blasted off, abort and battled [?], smash through astroids and landed my aircraft to Mars Match me for bar for bar, shit I'm on another planet, y'all latch Where's the for that? You never hear 'em clap for him Did it all without a major label Get to the ballin', he swishin, another backboard of all the bullshit that I had to absorb So past to fast forward I'm an hero me on a song and be like homeboy he dope When see me in person, they be at at a loss for words like Mariah Carey at a New Years Eve show Now please don't the Migos, they warm 90 of rappers got the same style now East, west, down went and had a pow wow of 'em decide to bite each other, how the fuck is this allowed now? It's like I'm stuck up in a outhouse, can't avoid the shit smell, inhale, You can be see the SoundCloud, this ain't end well gettin' deals, get shelved, get mad when their ship sail Clintel misspelled, if you don't wanna get on with the movement Smooth in the booth when it's moonlit but I will a dude out like I'm at a new lip Let the camera zoom in, see my famous Still sippin' Royal, no Ace of Spades I murder every I'm on, in fact, when my verse are done you's the one sayin' amazin' grace 'Cause I R-I-P beats, whats my name? They call me from the A And I put on for the North and I'm hard to another 1 bar for the course While these boys wanna try to hold a with him Better watch your mannerisms, I think you really want a war They call me bitch!