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Epic-Ish Cypher (feat. Prime Society, Duane Jackson, Samad Savage, Hard Target, Crypt, D.I.L.E.M.A., Clockwise & Enkay47)

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Quick little, uh, advice for

People try′na pursue their dreams

Invest in yourself

You won't regret it, aye

Yeah, I run the game, I just thought that you should know

Yeah, I′m walkin' through the rain, but I do not need a coat

Even though I'm gettin′ high, I′ve been feelin' hella low

All my haters yellin′ "Stop!" I don't care, I′m 'bout to go

Yeah, I′m passin' go, like Monopoly

Get past my goals like a prodigy, there's no slowin′ or stoppin′ me

I'm just focused, and constantly, foes are showin′ dishonesty

Now I'm gettin′ ass like I'm the doctor of colonoscopies

Yeah, I′m at the point of my life

Where I can charge a grand, just to put somebody in thе grave with they own song

Now they tеll me that it's great, and then I'm like "So long!"

Then I never talk to ′em again, I′ve got my ghost on

Yeah, I'm in the gym, and feelin′ so strong

I ain't vegetarian, I′ve got my broast on

When I'm inside of the booth, I′m makin' more songs

I'm about to go on tour, dawg

Uh, real nigga, don′t even carry my baggage

I′m so in tune with my channels, I just block out the static

I hear reviews about your crew, this s**t discussin' me, traffic

You just cappin′, they don't wanna see you rap like you maddened

Boy, it′s dangerous to play games wit' us, f*ck nigga, gotta know he ain′t gang enough

When we hangin' out, she ain't hangin′ up, she beg me to hit and you paid to f*ck

My nigga, dang, ooh, we is not the same

I′m pullin' up from .37, just to end the game

I watch ya go in, now round up your friends and get to steppin′

And if they tried to jump me, pray to God, I brought my weapon

Yeah, fly as Booker T, leave wit' your girl, she look at me

You know I keep some crooks with me, at least until we make it out

They ain′t carry weight, I'm pushin′ plates, you gotta pay me, now

Got my lil' baby ridin' in that new Mercedes, now

Let me hit it once, and watch her ask if I can stay awhile

Heard they said runnin′ my city, I gotta take the crown, ho

Yeah, I do it a lot, I got it, I′ve noticed

I'm the greatest, I don′t care about plays, I'm poppin′, I know it

Anybody in my way'll get dropped, the ops should′ve noticed

I'm the option, ain't no logic, I swear to god, I′ve been chosen

But by swearin′, I'm swearin′ to me, I'm heir to the seat

I′m clearly the need, I'm the person you fear in your sleep

I ain′t gon' lose, ain't no care to retreat, I stare at defeat

In the face and tell it "I′m that n***a that′s here for your screams"

This is lockdown, this is what it's ′bout, now

So if you think there's pressure, nigga, wait until that clock sounds

You might see me creepin′ 'round the block, foul, late night

Take flight, or you finna get knocked out

This is where we do it at, this is why you truly cat

This is why everything about you like a movie stat

I came into this game to win, so I ain′t gon' lose to that

I'm goin′ to the top, I′ll be that profit that you used to have

Me, I'm actin′ the fool, you nigga's shacked′ in the fool

I'm actually cool, got ′em stiff like what mannequins do

A passionate dude, wit' a knack for attackin' the rules

On tracks, I blackout, ′cause my heart′s darker than an African bruise

Got the moves, like Mick Jagger, and sharper than fo' daggers

So worthy, I could beat Thor′s ass with his own Hammer, huh

In the booth, I spazz, when I'm pursuin′ the cash

Keep it movin', doofus, I do this, you′re a shoo-in for last

After I shoot, you call a truce, I got the juice and the swag

You dude's actin' like bitches, thus your music′s a drag, haha

Austin Simmon, I′m awesome wit' it, y′all awful spittin'

Thanos with the snappin′, and have the planet, apocalyptic

They say nerd raps are corny, guap there, is unreachable

That argument has no leg to stand on, like Geodude

Plus, I'm the type to get violent about my skrilla

My fists are laxatives, the way they beat the s**t out of niggas

Nigga, easy

Yo

Yo?

I think you should rap fast

You know, that′s what these kids are into nowadays, ya know'a mean?

You right, but everyone was supposed to put in 16 bars

And I already did my 16 bar verse

Well, it's your song, like...

Hmm, you know what? You, You right

Alright, run it back, run it back

Okay, I′m the guy that′s steppin' all up in the buildin′

Of buildin' up my enterprise

Niggas surprised, inspiring others to better their lives

Is my inner prize

Okay, like Samad, you know I′m a savage

I rap and do damage, my clique is bananas

And we got no manners, Danny need a Phantom

And three hos and a bag, like Santa

Oh my God, I'm here to say

"Ludicrous bitch, get out my way"

I′m jus' tryna get the money today

Come a long way from minimum wage

I ain't talkin′ ′bout foreplay

When I say that I'm eating up all of you pussies

I′m far from a rookie, no Jersey

But makin' sure that y′all be comin' up shorter than Snooki

Nigga, I do this ′til my mind is gone

Ain't no other options, I feel it in my body's bones

Had no one to lean on, ain′t got two cups of styrofoam

Nobody would listen, so I took to a microphone

Better not tell me where I belong, elevated on my own

Never leavin′ from the top like I spit it off the dome

I was jumpin' off the porch, you was sittin′ in your home

You was try'na take shots that you spittin′ from the chrome

But you was missin', you could never hit him

Come through quick, then I′m gone

So much money, I became it

That explains why I've been alone

You could never understand my hustlin'

Now, girls treat me like they tummy in pictures, they suck it in

I′m a real thing and these other niggas jus′ supplements

I'm a businessman, treat the strap like a shirt, and tuck it in

You know the vibes

That is all that matter, like black lives

Do it the biggest, I got the wrong size

They say I′m fly, but I call it a glide

You don't flock, here in the air while you fear to compare

Turn the speakers up ′til it blare in your ear

You don't need to ever interfere with Samad and Austin Simmons, but

It′s cool that they often skippin', 'cause

What? What? Let me get the mic, and do my thing

Ever′ now and then, I feel compelled to bring it on back like a boomerang

Who′s insane? You insane

Better shut your mouth, like pootie-tang

I've been known to ruin things, rockin′ out like Hoobastank

What's your flow to the Hoover Dam, copped this bag, then I shoot your man

40 ′bout to leave a hole, 'bout the size of a tuna can

Stupid man

Goin′-goin'-goin'

Watch me do my dance

Ridin′ on you bitches

Look, mama, I-I don′t use my hands

I'm a monster, you should see my concerts

I get drunk as hell and rock the stage, A-A, I need a sponsor

If Humper is the king, I′m stompin' J′s in some Converse

If you ain't talkin′ green, there's no reason we should converse

I'm a jerk, kinda like your baby mama′ forearm

I lift you like a forklift, I′m just saying, you've been forewarned

This 45′ll surely fire and start a fight like Portlawn

So high, I feel like my head is floatin', just like I′m Zordon

It's morphin′ time

Ain't talkin' no Power Rangers

Beat a motherfucker ′til he turn to multitude of colors

Like a bag of Now and Laters

Punchin′ every portion of haters

Gorgin' myself, Lord, I adore what you made, ′cause I'm more than amazed at

The war and the pain I adored when I pour into the page

And record that straight

′Cause now, I'm beastin′ at the top

Call me King Kong, but I won't drop

I'll keep feastin′ on my pot

While you creepin′ on what I got

'Cause you won′t ever get what I have

Bitch, you touchy like an iPad

Cut off all my dead weight

Had to trim the fat, like gastric bypass

So wake up and smell the lilacs

Ain't no rappin′ skills that I lack

Bitches that deny me, now be askin'

Me if they can buy back (what?)

My rhyme pad, but then I laugh

′Cause they see the bag that I rack

Wanna be on my raps

But I beat them on every beat, like a high hat

Takin' pictures of my enemies

That I beat in a fight

Put them on a page

And call that shit, "The Scrapbook of Life"

You bitches think that you're a star

But you got it backwards, you′re rats

So step inside my maze and get tamed

And chase this cheese, that′s on my traps

Been on game, but y'all deny the lectures

Now it′s Keto diets, 'cause I apply the pressure

Yo, my name hold weight because I eat at night

It′s hard to get this weight off your shoulder, without no sleep in sight

See, I'm workin′ on workin' out a new recipe

That's a bossy chef, wit′ a personal trainer specialty

And I don′t want no smoke, but, nigga, fire it up

Runnin' up on me, get you off-track, and tired as f*ck

Real leader, you cheerleaders with pom-poms

Make me laugh at how you show love, just like a rom-com

Dumb-dumbs get dumb thumbs, and spun dizzy

Straight, housing niggas, I clean up, no bums wit′ me

If you hear the rumors and that s**t don't come from me

Don′t you try to come for me, then lowkey try to comfort me

Life been a lot better since I cut off the fake

We ain't been in touch, nigga? Just know, it′s not a mistake

Game-time, we in the limelight

Haters' throwin' shade, ′cause we shine bright

I got my mind right, I got my swag straight

Hate on everything, that look figure eight

Shoot my shot, I feel steppin′, and clayin', it′s most definite

Call the shots so you can say reffin' it, it′s excellence

Ricky Bobby, watch me fly past, you're not first, you′re last

Triple H, off the top rope, a higher pedigree

Feel like I'm a blood, 'cause you could not foresee me

Takin′ verbal shots with the full clip, so don′t slip, it's a long way down

Goin′ to hell myself, but I took the long way around

Guess you could say, either way, it was goin' down, this is my town

I came straight off the block, like the Cel game

Now I take aim, so I can take claims

To my rightful place, smack ′em in the face

Charlie Murphy to Rick James of darkness, I'm heartless

Now, become a target

Better step back, like James Harden

I′m what the game's been missin'

Open up your ears and listen

You heard?

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