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Man, Fuck an Audition
You know I’d be here from the Jump
As a mortician showing them the bodies when I’m done
Your „Beast Mode” to me?
Freestyle and having fun
You’ll never run it
Remind me of Seattle at the one
I’m back fully
The Rap Bully
Mask and a black hoodie
Backstabbing anyone that turns their back to me
Actually, just bringing out the best on em’
Feeling like [?], But I’m gonna show you how to flex on em’
So place your bets on em’
If you’ve got that cash for me
And sit calm, cause these labels’ fix’n to act funny
Shout out to wade, But he should have thought just like my ex;
You’re supposed to use baby for that cash money
When you the biggest
And do the figures
Like who’the quickest?
To turn around and double cross you
Like they too religious
That’s why I only keep it cool with bitches
We chill, smoke, even let em’ split the pool
I ain’t superstitious
Nah
I never gamble with mine
God told me to deal the hand I was dealt with for pride
Nobody could ever match it
It’s much bolder than, I
Only win because my cards are only one of a kind
I’m back looking for Mula
Team Backpack for the future
Shout out to heavy hitter
But it’s fact they got a shooter! It’s me
That means starting today, it’s subtitles
That means you gotta watch what you say
How many times I gotta prove it
Get with the movement, or move it
If you think I’m whack then you’re stupid
And ain’t hearing the music
Getting out-shined, cause we over shadow excuses
Shit
Half of you shouldn’t even know what a booth is
I’m a menace, and this pen is
Recording my every sentence
And taking every attentive
To spread lie an epidemic
Who the best?
Shit I hate to say it but I don’t though
A little camera wouldn’t help y’all nigga’s go pro
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