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[Verse One: G-TEE]
Ayyo I’m still here I never took a break
I keep it real while you number 1 in the book of fakes
With no debates I advance for real, enhance the skill
My shits so sick ya can’t sit still
My rhymes I come equipt wit the ill designs
I thrill ya minds for real my skill inclines
And I’m a million times better the new school rappers
They got it backwards the fact is them fuckin’ fools is slackers
So try to front if you wanna kid
But you get yo ass beat like Rihanna did
I got the swiftness, the cops suspicious, I spot the witness
I battle yo ass and put yo rhymes out of business
G-TEE’s legit you should retreat and quit
I’m spittin it right, I’m livin’ the life in this illeagal shit
I speak devine peep the lines that G-TEE defines
In your mind you dream your rhymes they could be like mine
I see that fear on yo cowardly faces
And you jealous I have sex on a hourly basis
Ya traumatized my style personifies
I’m gettin’ shit done while you cookin’ mcdonalds fries
I put the sickest rhymes together, I’m the finest ever
Now it’s time to sever for not believin’ my lines are clever
I rap so dudes be hearin’ it, and if you dont like my shit
Then you dont like music period
I leave you blind readin’ Braile on the wall
Hoes be all over G-TEE like a sale in the mall
These foes grievin’, G-TEE’s whole legion
Gets mad respect from the East Coast region
This shit goes ham
I did so much crimes, I’m reputed capo like Big Nose Sam
I’m unsurpassed and ruthless, ayyo your facts are useless
I’m number 1, your done, I run Massachusetts
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