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Performed By: T1ob
Language: English
Length: 1:31
Written by: W Robinson
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Look at rap, hip hop was dead, the wack took it back
Booking crap, click popping led and we fed crooked tracks
Rather hear Crooked I, than some nigga with a crooked hat
So what if you looking fly if lyrics ain't as good as that
I'm pulling that out ya mouth, like a muscular dentist
Then I muzzle the gimmicks, tell me why the f*ck are you in it?
What you see is not what you get can't put trust in an image
I Moses parted what you started it'll be trouble to finish
Historically, people burned in fire from this sorcery
When endorsing me, I charge like Rhinos of course the fee
Is coming out yo ass forcibly can't handle the force of me
Cordially make you put ya heart into, doing it morbidly
I'm a f*cking charm, you keep popping off but nothing harmed
Shots I push like fights with an octopus, they up in arms
If I'm upping arms, I keep sounding off like a stuck alarm
Leave them red in the back of the house like a f*cking barn
Subliminal kill, phlebotomist for a general thrill
X out them pussies on the roll, minus woman on wheels
Get blasted with a classic, pass it thru lyrical skill
And this rap shit burn like acid, it's a chemical spill
Remember what's real, like mailing grenades I sent that bomb shit
You'd think I'm campin' with felons I don't forget the content
These rappers special not the way that ya mom meant
Fake engagements, like a bunch of likes with no comments
I don't use social media, but I will choke the media
Attention seekers flip to leaders I'll expose you greedy f*cks
It's more vicious and far from fictitious you know we mean the stuff
Then twist you bitches in yoga positions but no Bohemia
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English

Look at rap, hip hop was dead, the wack took it back
Booking crap, click popping led and we fed crooked tracks
Rather hear Crooked I, than some nigga with a crooked hat
So what if you looking fly if lyrics ain't as good as that
I'm pulling that out ya mouth, like a muscular dentist
Then I muzzle the gimmicks, tell me why the f*ck are you in it?
What you see is not what you get can't put trust in an image
I Moses parted what you started it'll be trouble to finish
Historically, people burned in fire from this sorcery
When endorsing me, I charge like Rhinos of course the fee
Is coming out yo ass forcibly can't handle the force of me
Cordially make you put ya heart into, doing it morbidly
I'm a f*cking charm, you keep popping off but nothing harmed
Shots I push like fights with an octopus, they up in arms
If I'm upping arms, I keep sounding off like a stuck alarm
Leave them red in the back of the house like a f*cking barn
Subliminal kill, phlebotomist for a general thrill
X out them pussies on the roll, minus woman on wheels
Get blasted with a classic, pass it thru lyrical skill
And this rap shit burn like acid, it's a chemical spill
Remember what's real, like mailing grenades I sent that bomb shit
You'd think I'm campin' with felons I don't forget the content
These rappers special not the way that ya mom meant
Fake engagements, like a bunch of likes with no comments
I don't use social media, but I will choke the media
Attention seekers flip to leaders I'll expose you greedy f*cks
It's more vicious and far from fictitious you know we mean the stuff
Then twist you bitches in yoga positions but no Bohemia
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Writer: W Robinson
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