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[Intro:
No mercy has
and gentlemen
Machine Gun

kid, I think he is a star
He's on of the best live performers I've ever
He has also, more a movement

1]
Backpack, that, I was always hanging where the thugs at
I was always hanging with the
Someone come and show me the drugs at
Someone and pop on a hot song, meaning my shit
Get an iPhone, take a
I'll it last long, get some popcorn
I murder every single instrumental that I get on
And a motherfucker Isn't gonna this year
'Til I make an like a 2Pacalypse
Until I'm killin everybody an Auschwitz
Until I'm like a Gandhi is
I'm poppin' all these bottle to accomplishments
Until I'm hot not matter what the climate is
whenever somebody is feeling talkative
My name is brought up, doesn't matter what the is
Didn't think I rap? I flow like BOOM BOOM BAP
Bet I come from where you never at
into my room, get a few look at my past, damn
Got weed, got jack, oxys have
Got jimmy, got slash, got shrooms, got
Bipolar syndrome, in got mad
Walked on the red like kiss my ass you bitch

"He was truly the only developed, on point on the bill"

"When you think about lyricists, do you who MGK is?"

"I need a freestyle, I need to hear Machine Gun spit"

2]
Fuck that, y'all don't gotta shit
Ask in the 216
If my rings bells in them bricks
Everybody know who is
What you hatin boy? You boy
You ain't about that great boy
That letter name Caucasian boy
Used to right there up the way boy
Man you heard about him you said the
You saw the and click the play
You liked the shit and you the shit
Put him on a playlist next to Jay
And your girl saw me, I signed her
And she disappeared, you couldn't the bitch
And your stopped, you know what time it is
I put my in that common sense
Fuck boy you lonely, boy you phoney
You would think fuck boys fuckin' boys
With the way that be all on me
If it ain't EST in your mouth, then whatever you rep is
Got a new without me on it?
shit borin' bitch I'm snorin'
Man I'm tourin every day
I'll show y'all how to up
100 j's in my ashtray bitch I'll show how to burn up
what y'all wouldn't give to these kids
And now you love
None of these rappers got a movement tell 'em jockin' my ass
God damn, and yall can the bloggers I don't type shit
God gave me both these hands to fight with,
Now say bitch, cause my right fist like vikodin
Might just throw you on the dices
Might just go into the pocket your license
Get a wallet and a dollars buy nice shit
Dyke bitches all up on my dick priceless
I just fuck em they're wet like pices
Wives is, jealous of the bitch I'm cause they almost F like D- (get it?)
Digest every little I'm spittin'
Cause it's food for so pay attention, better listen
I'm on a mission to kill off every one of my
And if you are with that good riddance mofucka

Charlamagne: Machine Gun Kelly like someone you would diss. Lyrically I wouldn't think you would like-
DMX: Tryna say wack or something?
He is wack
DJ Envy: He's not
DMX: He's better than 80% of the rappers out
"It must be being MGK right now"