(Verse 1)
Blood on the script, its lookin' like Universal
The way that I one take, its lookin' like No rehearsal
All entertainment,
Universal could sign me, so binding the way i rap
Let me introduce your containment
Probably should be in Hollywood right now
If you claim that you axe right, wish you would right now
Truth be told these bad bitches got me good right now
Saying: Ever wanted me badly? Cause you could right now
(Damn) Head of the State ain't I?
If home was the rap game, I'd be head of estate ain't I?
Don't get it misconstrued, you dudes must be confused
For you to think that I would lose, I'm afraid your debate ain't I!
This shit feel like a walk in the park bitch
Hits come to me like Sosa just swingin' in darkness
Fuck wrong with all these Nobody's claiming im artless
Fuck around and go Sora and turn you to Heartless
Don't test me, (Boy I'll) Go lefty, cause..
The way I did your bitch ain't right
Street signs, boy she rode me on that Nissan life
So I, had to wrap it up when we went to the maxima
Lane of Fame, we made it rain in the range
Just know if you gone hit, it never will be the same
They say hate begets greatness but it's one in the same
You could never be as successful if ain't one to complain
I just hope I don't look in the mirror
Like If looks kill couldn't get any realer
This VVS's can't get any clearer
It's like, I'm likely on them stones from Sierra
They praying I got the substance; I'm satisfying religion
I swear to the prognosis, I'm ill and I'm showing symptoms
The Doctor said get a chopper, the suffering just beginning
This Buster Cannon got zero's coming in like im Sigma
Fuck you sayin' my nigga
You ain't spraying my nigga
Death is like broken Sega's, and we ain't playing my nigga
Fuck I'm saying? I figure I'm super saiyan
My innards got bowels fiddled
My shit'll kamehameha you niggas
I'm tired of rappin';
This point I'm literally speaking
To niggas lying bout trappin'
You niggas weak like the Weekend
You say you about the action;
But light & cameras you lacking
My hitta's work the crowd
How they known to get the clappin'
Ill show you what's authentic...
Blood on the script, its lookin' like Universal
The way that I one take, its lookin' like No rehearsal
All entertainment,
Universal could sign me, so binding the way i rap
Let me introduce your containment
Probably should be in Hollywood right now
If you claim that you axe right, wish you would right now
Truth be told these bad bitches got me good right now
Saying: Ever wanted me badly? Cause you could right now
(Damn) Head of the State ain't I?
If home was the rap game, I'd be head of estate ain't I?
Don't get it misconstrued, you dudes must be confused
For you to think that I would lose, I'm afraid your debate ain't I!
This shit feel like a walk in the park bitch
Hits come to me like Sosa just swingin' in darkness
Fuck wrong with all these Nobody's claiming im artless
Fuck around and go Sora and turn you to Heartless
Don't test me, (Boy I'll) Go lefty, cause..
The way I did your bitch ain't right
Street signs, boy she rode me on that Nissan life
So I, had to wrap it up when we went to the maxima
Lane of Fame, we made it rain in the range
Just know if you gone hit, it never will be the same
They say hate begets greatness but it's one in the same
You could never be as successful if ain't one to complain
I just hope I don't look in the mirror
Like If looks kill couldn't get any realer
This VVS's can't get any clearer
It's like, I'm likely on them stones from Sierra
They praying I got the substance; I'm satisfying religion
I swear to the prognosis, I'm ill and I'm showing symptoms
The Doctor said get a chopper, the suffering just beginning
This Buster Cannon got zero's coming in like im Sigma
Fuck you sayin' my nigga
You ain't spraying my nigga
Death is like broken Sega's, and we ain't playing my nigga
Fuck I'm saying? I figure I'm super saiyan
My innards got bowels fiddled
My shit'll kamehameha you niggas
I'm tired of rappin';
This point I'm literally speaking
To niggas lying bout trappin'
You niggas weak like the Weekend
You say you about the action;
But light & cameras you lacking
My hitta's work the crowd
How they known to get the clappin'
Ill show you what's authentic...
( Arahmis.wav )
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