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[Verse 1]
Head in this game, I’ll excite ya dome. Kill it on this microphone
The way I fucking talk sound better than what you write at home
Regulate, every rapper that claim that he might perform
Guess he didn’t know that Michael’s on
Cold like ice cream my flavor, Hip Hop saviour
Disconnect your mics and write, it’s not paper
Resurrect, every aborted baby to save ya
Start a nation of hatred, for all the shit they did
Little disses in songs, I don’t like that
Artists hit me up, I don’t write back, take shots but I don’t like gats
I don’t say shit I write facts, yellow in the day but in the night black
You ain’t gay but you half-fag, with your tight ass jeans don’t complain cause my pants sag
It takes 2, but I’m half that, tell me how an asian boy sorta sound like he half black
You don’t get what I say…… Pussy
Pay attention, and read cause the lyrics in description
Always in detention, squad ain’t flinchin’
One love to God, no forgiveness from these Christians
I’m comin’ up with a vengeance, and did I mention?
Old school, new shit, episode of Jetsons
This is a resurrection, your minds disectin’
Interrupted C-Sections, these rhymes I stepped in
Came off the bench under dog, now I’m starter, went ghost came back 100x harder
Respect me cause I do it real, I’ll make your bones pop out of your skin
Like fucking kevin ware from Louisville
Shit, and I ain’t even 15 yet. Mixtape ready and that ain’t finna leak yet
I won’t go cause I ain’t finna leave yet, tell bitches move along like all american rejects
Stay HXMBLE, Lowkey Savage, break hearts cause we eaten love
And feel no ways, give you real shit like Stephen does
It’s ill mind no repeatin us, we cocky take shots see
Fuck ya brains up like nazi’s, and shit we ain’t take this lightly
Trash talking teachers politely
I’m too ahead of this game there’s no one in sight see
Guess I gotta thank cupid cause ain’t nobody like me
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