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[Verse 1: New Eraa]
Right from the Intro, Killing the instrumental
R.I.P I murder on any tempo
Yea, It’s only fair that my career with crescendo
Watch me advance in this game boy no Nintendo, Uh
I’m still me, 8 years and I’m still me
Kept it mad real thank god for the real me
If i quit now inside it would kill me
This paralyzed game is gonna feel me yup
I got that wheel chair, Am I for-real yea
Is my time coming cause it don’t feel near
The last time I took a break
I was in the E.r with a blood clot
And there’s a reason why I’m still here
I’m too sick to be rhyming this
Meaning when I rap I’m just clearing out my sinus’s
Ever since 8 real rap, I’ve been eying this
I been up in the lab like Dexter yeah the scientist
No doubt I got clout, Lord Finesse you know what I’m about
From the up north took the the talent down to dirty south
Yea I spit flames on anything I freestyle about
I got the canon without Nick, I’m wildn out
Cause ion pack no nine, but these lines ammunition when I Shoot I rhyme, Hol up
Helen Keller how these cats can’t see me, Like Stevie
Lyrically you can’t be me ugh
Rack city, Of course I bought Dap with me
We stack hundreds, You other dudes stack fifties
You can’t rap with me
Your career can’t make it pass your basement
You similar to Rap city
Word to Big Tig if you ain’t know man
Way past cold cuts yeah I just go ham
Look you can’t touch me, Nobody can touch me
I guess Roscoe ain’t the only one with No hands
[Outro: New Eraa]
CashKow… Audio Visual
That’s a rap
Gone
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