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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jesse Blum
Jesse Blum
Piano
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tyrone Kenneth Briggs
Tyrone Kenneth Briggs
Songwriter
Jesse Blum
Jesse Blum
Songwriter
Travis Jarrell Jones
Travis Jarrell Jones
Songwriter
Pernell Robinson
Pernell Robinson
Songwriter
Ricardo Barisciano
Ricardo Barisciano
Songwriter
Micheal Shameek Butler
Micheal Shameek Butler
Songwriter
Calvin Bagby
Calvin Bagby
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dr. Blum
Dr. Blum
Producer
Mike Gevaza
Mike Gevaza
Mastering Engineer
Bob Lee Basement
Bob Lee Basement
Recording Engineer
Shelter Island Studios
Shelter Island Studios
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Revolutionary blood born of Affeni Tempted to kick it like introverts hacky sacking wit beanies I need my fucking credit The best to rhyme in bunches Never pulled no punches like I'm canceling a debit Now let's set it and forget it Matter fact let's just set it I'm tired of niggas forgetting If chips fall may they be leaded I used to want to be the best around Until I did the math and saw the sum don't really move the deci mail I'm still around if you ever need me Sixth season and my tone ain't change like Mr Feeni Dedededededede Dottie day Fools open they mouths and drown on rainy days This the return of the king No lord of the rings No golem follow my trail I'm Gotham minus the lazarous wells If you require a shell I can appoint you Get knighted from nines I can anoint you Switched to new styles now yall follow the leader I built a house and these ungratefuls just played Jenga Ballin like ima Kobe Dior on my toe Euro steppin like ginobli Miss me with that brodie Know most you rap niggaz phony Copy cats tryna clone me I'm the one and only Actors with all they theatrics Niggas deserve a Tony I'm moving by my lonely Ben frank my only homie Fear me like the irs Tax niggaz like you suckas you owe me King me like the Rollie On top of my game They taking shots at the throne but ain't on top of they aim Bobby rel and Barry Blue was on top wit cane Now his son spittin crack I guess it's one and the same Just Stick to my lane Eviction slip with a uhaul nigga You on notice here to remove y'all niggas Fuck a hater my motto Life on full throttle Raise your glass pop a bottle With a model feel like hue hef in the grotto Round of a applause for my greatness Hall of famer with wit the pavers Jersey in rafters smiles and laughters Titles like the Lakers Who out there could think they better than I The best in your mind but still know it's death in your eyes I been blessed with a grind One step at a time I'm gon' step for what's mine Don't step on a mine tryna land next to letterman fly If not hoodies and bombers I made peace I'm good with my karma Pleased to alarm ya out the speaker box boy bigger than Sean Or a L or a Pun notorious for things that I've done With these words it's absurd know you heard but I am the one The two three in his prime, every line is like a leap from the line I speak from inclined angles my seat is reclined Table full of goats, heart full of hope We was mud made Let this dope fit in all these bars feel like the drug trade Bugs sprayed how I seen them scatter when amongst raids Crazy I dropped most of what I learned cuz I was once raised To get by Til I realized it's not enough Snatching everything I've earned Earning everything I want Know I'm a headache to haters I make them want a be BC Wannabe Cees just imitations they wanna CC Wanna see Cee when they look in the mirror Never compete or comparing Trust me the difference is glaring Three Fifty to McLaren They nothing like me they never liked me I grew to embrace it In different brackets so they binding together like braces Aligned in they crooked ways no matter how much they meddle I ain't never worried bout niggas taking my space And I'm from the Dirty where niggas do you dirty In hoodies like it's a jersey pull up and shoot from thirty Running like Derbys when you hear the shot In flight jackets tryna plot on a thot to do you like Kirby when you hit the spot It's time get money like Curtis All that time I been working I always knew it was worth it The reign coming like it's April remember you heard it Cuz I'm certain we building funds like pastors in churches passing the plate during sermon Amen Any given day I'll switch it up and really be rapping Really a savage Inflammation as far as these joints and really be spazzing Gotta tell these rappers chill cuz they average My reaction like Ye in niggas in Paris, don't get killed for the fashion Y'all got it mixed up, as far as skill for writing and crafting I play the center, cuz that's the field that I do the snapping, I'm different Loading my clips, I'm ready to hit up any artist This target practice, you rappers just practice being the targets, listen Whoever you think is better, you a fan of his Or you don't listen to what I'm saying, you just be hearing it Your favorite top two rappers couldn't compare to this Spanish chicks wearing Air Jordan 1's they just a pair of mids There's no opinion My will power will take you off the set for good, don't be the 1st Ant Vivian Rap for the family's sake, so for my lineage I'll turn all you goats into food like I'm West Indian
Writer(s): Richard Barisciano Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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