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jotting rhymes heavily, this is my remedy i write my own lyrics i could rap with no melody
i peep the animosity
you see nuts get off of these i talk the type of spit you can’t keep on your esophagus
the labels tryna soften us
simple it won’t happen really a whole
maverick
i-mean it in all angles so listen with no malice thinking i kinda lost it then
did it with no practice
i’m packing the most madness
rappers they can’t match it
crackers they can’t hack it
i’m watching em tryna do it the pattern they can’t pass it
but trappin is so passive the impact is
massive i seen it all happen the nеw order is active
i’m just watching from a third view
causе now the people ain’t thinking like the al do
but if you really that slow then you ain’t my
dude, just look fast i move i’m on a high plateau
they tryna k!ll us i ain’t tryna eat no fast
food cause it is not a that good
and i am just that hood
they might k. .i. l me for the things i know, for the way i flow, for the way i walk, for the way i-move and the way i prove
that most leaders in the world ain’t leaders at all
they ain’t even on the field they ain’t kicking the ball we keep the highest
standard now they tryna drop all the bars in awe
but i get it what i’m cooking you not ready
you not steady, pro flow is makaveli i’m knocking any opposition who try take me you can hate me you need a lot to irritate me..
tell em you can’t eliminate like lumumba
martin luther and malcom x but if i’m next get to doing what simon says
rap savior, lyrical darth vader
like i’m falling off every time i lose a hater
i’m tryna show you the light so l’m tryna illuminate ya
envy is human nature, i move with a mogul stature
rappers are chasing status, studios getting vacant i’m tryna show you i’m dope
leave a rapper on rope, leave your neck on a noose now your face on the news
i’m a solo man winning inever bothered my crew
this a real n-gga rapping, grown man snapping say she wanna top me off so shawty
do it snappy

it’s a lot i-gotta do, than to sit and battle you the walls are caving in
and it calls for braver men, we got laws to represent
thoughts to recommend and the power to reconnect
come follow the pro-vision we plotting a whole
mission the culture rap records my future is so vivid
way ahead of my time brainstorming with no limits
hater you ain’t got a chance if you coming with
those gimmicks
i am rap, hip hop and soul in one body
i can tell from just the way you move you not about it
but when i’m in the set it is bound to get rowdy, iain’t tryna close shop
yeah we still finna ball when the going it muddy
attack me it get bl–dy, it’s sk!ll you can’t study it i leave a n-gga humming around like kid cudi did
winning on the bucket list checking em since the moment when
i started writing rhymes that are cold and that’s my emphasis
i been winning like ever
none of yall is a nemesis i-be trusting my inner-sense
never let the media come in touch with my innocence
it’s crazy how the girls i never missed are tryna hit me
i cut em off and i went ghost no counterfeiting
all of the britneys, karen’s, keisha’s i cut em off
i had to focus on me and get to the larger bag
rodger that i got more drip than a laundromat
imagine that i’m a walking leak when i step the ground
i’m safe and sound in the territory of enemies
i stay positive to the negative energies
this is my remedy, tryna do me like kennedy, you n-ggas envy me, passion in the brevity
pro raps are heavenly, trek gave me melody told me i got the recipe to
cook em a classic do away with the plastic rappers
who want a match with the maverick
i feel at home with a savage, that’s why i never conjure with you cause you n-ggas average
but then i see the balance
i feel like marshall mathers, yeah

at the mention of my name its a lotta things that can happen
it’s either i get respected, paid or i hit the door
i’m laid back and humble but i’m surely not dumb
this my sixth year rapping and i’m far from from being done
it’s the takeover, not the big homie if you a day older
recognise me as a top rhyme spitter, zed grim
reaper cleaning up shop i-don’t care who’s richer call me the street sweeper
i’m never the big tipper never between strippers she lucky as it gets if i’m letting my d-ck kiss her
i’m rolling up a jet contemplating the big picture
and she probably won’t feature my focus is way deeper..

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