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[Intro]
Could everybody from the 9-0-5 get your hands up, put ’em up real high
Could everybody from the 9-0-5 get your hands up, put ’em up real high!
[Verse 1: Spitfire]
See, you never heard of this, murderous, verbalist
Attacking airwaves blatantly like I’m blurtin’ it
Curtains quick cuz once I start to spit
It just spews out my mouth hit after hit
Yeah I’m rappin’, practice my magic
This mic is my wand I Confundus these half-wits
Backflip, out this I’m crew and the captain
You’d think I got ’em wired the way they keep clappin’
Fact is, I’m the real deal true Prodigy
17 young with outstanding qualities
Modestly, honestly go check the prophecy
I wreak Havoc down right anomaly
But peep this if y’all don’t believe it
Lemme drop bars and tease y’all like cleavage
I’m decent? Nah see y’all sleepin’
I started by Feastin’ and now I’m straight beastin’
Often they talkin’ they keep come in knockin’
They walkin’ and mockin’ I tell ’em please stop it
They leave me no option I reach in my pocket
I write down some hotness and spit it like toxins
Now when they come bawkin’ I hand em a coffin
I say here I bought it now open and hop in
I could be a prophet but I don’t got profit
So pause it and play it when I am the topic
Of hippin’ and hoppin’ and spittin’ and rockin’
The J’s on my feet and fitted on my noggin’
All I speak is bars out this world like a rocket
Sorry Japan I just atomic bombed this
[Talking]
[Verse 2: Spitfire]
Look, I ain’t never shook, I ain’t never shook
I got my castle up high above all these crooks
I come straight at your face see I am a rook
Knowledge too great go ahead and grab a book
I’m irrevalent? Homie I’m an elephant
Strength in the tusks regiment is what I’m reckonin’
Checkmate put the king out to sleep
Killin’ all these cats and my Mobb’s too Deep
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