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Yeah Yeah Yellow tape for drastic measures My nigga Mpesh a living legend Making beats is his profession Saw my sins these my confessions I'm with my wolves and we a pack We walk in line, they got my back The stu is where we at We getting lifted plus we gifted We shooting scenes no science fiction Niggas love the contradictions We never vote, we seeking presidents Cozy made this seem so effortless Biscotti be the preference In the presence of the excellence Double cross me, you'll get crucified Golden moments in my time-line We made this track like fine wine I sip that mud from time to time It's been a while since I shed a tear I'm looking up to all my peers In the field tryin' to slay my fears You came from China but you fake I've been starving so here's my plate I'm signing off this Da Great Young but I still school em I'm bringing class in my movement Illest with the pen, they be tryin' to find how I do it Told 'em this is greatness They use my raps as a blue print Empacably so gifted Prestigious with the visions I need my 15 seconds Fuck around make it a minute Back to back, I bring the lyrics Anyday is hardly different I just tell it how I see it You fucking with the realist I block all my fears When I tell you about my feelings I'm just tryin' to be the best of me Respectfully Steady getting to the paper like a press release I ain't stopping till I make my Mama proud of me And I'm a diamond, so be careful if you pressure me Nobody can compare to me I'm Da Bhest, you see I got that rapping hassle free Leaving these niggas obsolete Obviously reaching GOAT level If you ain't see it yet It's way over your head It'll hit you later like an edible You know the boy has got the sauce You can't catch (ketchup) up to me The art of rap, I mastered (mustard) it And showed you what my talent is Vayne, a simple kid, aspiring of making it Fuck it, now I need a thoty with some perky tits
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