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letra de god in the making - yck

blade on my waist
tucked in my shirt
ducking when i slang
b-tch i’ll put you in a he-rs-

mix and sipping drink
pop another perc
pick up when i ring
say f-ck what you heard

coming back again bout to spit the greatest verse
b-tches jumping and ducking i show and then they disperse
we got a motherf-cking problem no this time ain’t the first
you oughta look me in the face every time we converse
gripping on a cup i be sipping and dripping
i’m on a mission motherf-ckers i don’t know competition
i’m wishing that i never suffered living in thesе conditions
i just be trading my position hoping someone would listеn

take the tone c-ck it back let that motherf-cker rang
say that you been tough say that you been in a gang
but i’m thinking that’s a lie cause i haven’t seen your face
while these b-tches rob and steal and you haven’t caught a case

green jansport looking like a f-cking turtle
got a black sweatshirt first name f-cking earl
i don’t get violent when i murder it’s verbal
they just be sitting at the bottom while i conquer the world

blade on my waist
tucked in my shirt
ducking when i slang
b-tch i’ll put you in a he-rs-

mix and sipping drink
pop another perc
pick up when i ring
say f-ck what you heard

going back in swear this sh-t is so easy
but i’ve been waiting for the day that they come and they see me
b-tch i’ll be waiting on the stage while i look for your face
i got some goons in the back they’ll be coming to fade
f-ck what they’re saying it’s just repeated verbatim
a motherf-cking propaganda coming that’s understated
no i’ve been quiet and patient while i’ve been sticking to basics
a motherf-cking rap god i’ve been up in the making

i don’t think much i just know that i’m better
than all these f-cking p-ssy rappers using half of their effort
and let me drop another tape i be reigning my terror
b-tch i’ve been saying that the plays ain’t how winning be measured

f-cking flow god that’s the sh-t i’m becoming
i’m puffing smoke out the back of a blunt with my cousin
and i’ve been waiting for the moment just to blow into something
b-tch i can promise i’ll remember when my name it be buzzing

blade on my waist
tucked in my shirt
ducking when i slang
b-tch i’ll put you in a he-rs-

mix and sipping drink
pop another perc
pick up when i ring
say f-ck what you heard

- yck

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