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[Lane-Harry]
Still good with a pen
Wallet begs to differ
Killing all these rappers, bodies laying stiffer
Went from Ben Stiller, to Ben Franklin
Doing laps of swimming pool
Pour Up, Drankin’
Album bout to drop
Rappers wait in fear
I swear 17 was just a waste of a year
18, I’ll kill your whole discography
Then fuck the world via sodomy
Need a verse? Then you got it like insant
Then me and Jess start sneaking in picnics
Lane-Harry going in on individuals
Cut you so fast that you bleed Joni Mitch
[Jesswar]
I’m good, I’m chill
Smoke til I choke
Stay on the grill
Night time good feel
Vibes on the track I come alive
Try to survive your mind
Hit you with my wordplay, 5 seconds to hide
1, 2, 3, 4 to the 5
Run motherfucker I’mma eat you alive
I bet you never seen one, like me before
I’mma hit you harder than Brady, I’m talking Superbowl
Rhymes are like a lasso, I tie the ropes around your neck
Make you choke, make you lose, make you choose another career
I just invaded this place with fear motherfucker here
Still bad, no tattoo tear
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