| Heavy set ghost
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| Shoutout to Styles P, you can find me reppin' m-i-c's since '93
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| Wearing black like the M-I-Bs, don’t mind me
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| Emcees, you ain’t in my league
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| You gotta be at another caliber to be considered a challenger
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| Post up while most ducks mimic and parrot 'ya
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| Combos of lines, when it hit it embarrass 'ya
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| You gone really make me slip and get outta character
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| Back in the days I was shy and embarrassed
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| Now what I write in a tablet has got me flyin' in Paris
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| And that’s whoa
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| Rocking the flyest of fabrics
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| Until I lie in a casket
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| Remember I am a classic
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| Let’s go!
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| Mega taking your breath away
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| Soon as you pressin' play
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| You be in ecsta-say, so!
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| I’mma spit those bars
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| Over the beats so hard it remind you of freshman day
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| «Used to want the double XL» Now I’m a 3X
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| Used to call me idiot, now they call me a genius
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| I ain’t with the BS, you see it so you believe it
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| And ya' arms too short to box, you like a T-Rex
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| Fat boy with the retro tees
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| Got the whole crowd spazzing like they just OD’d
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| Rep yo' team, just recognize that we runnin' it |
| I’m providing the punishment
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| You deny but you lovin' it, ha
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| Presidential steez on my Jack Tunney
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| They see me on the move so they act funny
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| No plan tryna' get up on my grown man
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| Who else in the state fund a honeymoon with rap money
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| Yeah! |
| Spit game, rip lames
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| Dudes are confused like Bloods at a Knicks game
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| Shoot the lights out, I’m a book a flight now
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| Just to bump YG in front of the White House
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| Uh, I never said I’m the greatest
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| I never said that I made it
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| I said I’m only a player
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| That came in here to make a statement
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| I don’t care where I’m rated
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| Come correct with the payment
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| I bring it to ya like a waiter
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| Dion? |
| Beyond, you a peon
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| You ain’t a rapper
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| Finally something we agree on
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| Undefeated rap elitist
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| Don’t mention me with anyone in Phoenix unless you put greater than between it
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| I mean it
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| If you scared, go to church
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| I solemnly swear that I been a problem homie
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| And if you dare, spit that, verse
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| You read it, I eat it and then I delete it, homie
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| If you scared, go to church
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| Mega Ran, Kadesh Flow the best flow, you know |
| And if you dare, spit that, verse
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| You probably should get committed or maybe consider quittin,' what up
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| Work while I eat, and can’t sleep
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| Cause while I sleep, somebody’s getting ahead of me
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| They try to hang but they’re falling behind steadily
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| Heavily relying every minute that I get to breathe
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| On drive that survives despite every job that’s rescued me
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| From struggle rapping poverty stricken
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| Scared of the enemies that I’ve got to be getting
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| Theoretically in the studio and dropping these disses
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| Hoping the proper attention will lead to spots at conventions
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| Or help me top competition
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| With any contender who’s thinking they can knock at me
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| Listen
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| I’ve dealt with serpents lurking but I’m never moccasin
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| Bitten
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| Steadily cooking, you can smell it
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| That’s the Rock with the writtens
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| Guess I’m feeling myself if the kid could surmise a guess
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| Challengers get exploded the way a Tie Fighter gets
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| When facing the Falcon, Han’s gunning yelling «yes it’s great»
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| Listen homie, I don’t mean to get this way
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| I just zone, and then I lyrically elevate |
| Dangerous and heinous, it’s M. Bison when he levitates
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| Poseidon and Trident fighting Odyssean renegades
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| Deep water, oceanic flows I manipulate
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| I feel Sarlacc hunger, someone’s getting ate up (up)
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| I throw plates and stack numbers, lift the weight up (up)
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| The dream is getting stronger, yo this isn’t made up (up)
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| I won’t get any younger, so I hit it straight
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| If you scared, go to church
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| I solemnly swear that I been a problem homie
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| And if you dare, spit that, verse
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| You read it, I eat it and then I delete it, homie
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| If you scared, go to church
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| Mega Ran, Kadesh Flow the best flow, you know
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| And if you dare, spit that, verse
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| You probably should get committed or maybe consider quittin,' what up |