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letra de exhibit c (remix) - thamal

[verse 1: archduke redcat]

they say, “real recognize real,” but what’s your name again?
i bet somebody knows it, but will they when you change again?
find a new way to get paid or maybe get some fame and then
you stay like a two, but you keep thinking you’re an eight or ten
what you’re exhibiting isn’t legitimate
i’ve been the truth in my youth and i’m winning cause
that’s what i do and i don’t plan on stopping
and yes, this mentality should be more common
what’s paying respect to getting paychecks?
who’d give someone the time of day
when they could get the time on their rolex?
authenticity is my main thing
i rhyme and write, but i can’t sing
if you can’t find me gaming
then i’m dead or i’m complaining
staying honest as always
i go hard as a boss stage
i’m making moves and motions
while you’re still clogging up hallways
i’m holding the whole game hostage
at spearpoint cause i’m unique
i don’t know the word ‘compet-tion’; all i know is new meat
carnivorous star, k!lling them all, my future is odd
we give it to ya’ll, and when i say ‘we’, i mean
deffy, wing, thamal, exhibit c

[verse 2: daniel wing]

don’t mess with me homie, i am not what you think i am
i been hiding, i been grinding late nights to am
i been abroad and on the clock – big ben
only rappers in the building – sp-ce jam
i’m not a rapper
just talking over music
to be absolutely honest, these musings are just amus-m-nts
ten years i’ve been fighting to be included
but now we taking over, nah they didn’t think i’d do it, but
they h-lla faded
i’m celebrated
homie i was born a wing, so i’m elevated
reppin’ downtown but you can find me in the upper e
our sounds the only ones making history
p r e p
listen to me
look, if you don’t wanna hear me you can leave, g
i ain’t a fighter, i’m a lover like steve g
so when they feed you that bs, don’t be accusing me
d

[verse 3: thamal]

look
once a poet, still a poet don’t worry
i’m here to stay
all y’all ??? better scurry, yo
we’re just the calm before the storm
i am the hurricane
better prep, man, you’ve been warned
better batten them hatches
better prepare for the swarm
better find another weapon before
we take it to the head
a lesson that you won’t forget
and then return to the studio
leave you guessing what’s next
p r e p taking the jungle, we paving the way
east coast to west, nyc to santa fe, man
people flocking to us like moths round a light source
we just looking for somebody to be a fight force
we got producers eps on the way
at least one’ll hit
and open up the right doors
???
we got jah aurum on the mic
me and definite on the track
dubs and yah spitting nice
wing and cinque will take a few snaps
but only if the light’s just right
when you’re working in the studio i swear, man, life’s just right
and don’t even get me started on whatever we recorded
you talk with me, and you’re talking with a departed from a lower caliber of artist
i started off slow
i started with beats
saw jah and yah perform and thought
“wait. that could be me.”
just wait and see
flow’s a ak and a double ac
format these fakes, man
they be like dirty doormats
step over them, don’t wanna mess up my shoes
entered the house of rap
let’s see what i can do
don’t cross my crew, or we’ll end up crossing you
balling the spurs after june 15
i’m boutta
finish
this lethal
injection

- thamal

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