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[Verse 1: Rocky]
Feeling like a vigilante or a
Tell my A$AP get they pistols ready
Send 'em to the with obituaries
Don't be scared, nigga, is you
been thinking 'bout all the O's in my bank account
X the O's in my bed is 'round the same
Ever this new star fame came about
Or since me and Drizzy started hangin' out
Young boy, let his gun bang, let his nuts
Transition to a from a Mustang
Drugs in the drug game with the hustling
(I know one thing) Anything is better than that 1
Bag of Goyard, cheffin' like I'm Boyar-
Dee, probably selling D in local courtyard
Braids I'm O-Dog, my la familia go hard
Down to my inlaws, they outlaws no laws

[Verse 2: Kendrick
We outlawed I bogart, any pros that got 'proached at
With a toe-tag, get broke off, in the projects a skateboard
I roll past and I blaze like, "DOO DOO!" I hate y'all
When the cooked, I ate y'all like, "Mmm mmm," let's play ball
In a ballpark with all sharks and a blindfold, I rhyme
My K hot, your 9 cold, bark like K9 drone
That banana clip, straight the rip
I'll make shirt say RIP, I'm on some shit
If I'm not the hottest then Hell froze over
You thought it was safe then forgot the code was
I traits of a traumatized soldier
Don't in my face, I might snap, I might choke ya
Spine right out of place, give me dap you 'posed ta
at your posters, dark nights like this
I metamorph I'm 'posed ta, I might slice my wrist
Or pretend like a and drop off this cliff

[Verse 3: Joey
Barely even conscious, talking to my
Gettin' deeper in these flows like
I'm on my convict, don't drop bars, I drop
Don't sell seen the spectrum through the prisms
Somehow bypassed the and the -isms
The and the killin', so given
They my pigment and thought that was the ign'ance
Unfortunately I am not that type of
But the pot let me skillet
Just got to the block from a 6 o'clock with Jigga
And I'm thinkin' 'bout to the Roc
But my niggas on the block still to the rocks
And I swear it hurt me
I try to prevail, but when I preach it hurt their sales
Like you're gon' end up either dead or in jail
But you my nigga, wish you the best for

[Verse 4:
When you mention my amongst other white rappers
Or for matter, any fuckin' rapper, fuck it
Painter, skater, musician, park dirt ditch diggin'
Burger flippin', eat, sleep, human bein', you would be in
Trouble to body double or couple me to these
Cause speakin', my reach is beyond the bubble
That they put me in, my vision's beyond the
I with Nubians, new beginning again
You in school at 10, late, Radioactive's gold
And so? GREAT. Do I give a flying
If I'm applyin' love to my rhymin' alignin' us?
climbin' up, wait, no I don't give a
Flying duck, but a buckshot, Ch, pow!
Motherfuck life, pussy blood clot
Ain't never been no rapper this cold since was froze
And out for spot date at a Coachella show, Yelawolf

[Verse 5: Brown]
Weed a different color like a bra and panties
And my be overhead like pots and pans in pantries
cause I'm high like Michael Jackson penny loafers
Moonwalkin' on the sun, barefoot, with on
Bitch smell like a penguin
Wouldn't hit that shit my worst enemy's penis
Bitch I say this I mean this: "Ho, I'm the meanest"
Dick so big, stretch Earth to Venus
That got me nauseous, on shit, no off switch
Lawless, obnoxious, on that "suck my cock"
That is my synopsis, ostrich pot
on some God shit, stop it! You not this!
Novice, regardless, heartless and
tears of vodka prima donna at the concert
Adonis smokin' 'bout to vomit gin and tonic
bein honest, tell me, isn't that ironic?

[Verse 6: Bronson]
Swiftly, I shift the 860
A heavy smoker so you know I brought the with me
The moon's reflection off the hit me
You stayed with me
Now many Asian lay with me
The is silky like a tablecloth
My gallop in the morning on the beach like a Chilean horse
Red roses drop on boxes often
Confetti torture, drinking Henny like I'm Lofton

I fixed the game between Georgia and Grambling
You see us scrambling, Susan Sarandon
The of smoke like the phantom
Damn this shit like fantastic
You see me comin' in each state
Just so the could put the fork inside the cheesecake
to my wrist I've got the briefcase
The gavel slam, I'm a man, try not to eat ham

7: Big K.R.I.T.]
Big KRIT,
Spit my last breath: casket rap, six deep
Eyes closed, the black is back, out come the 'Lac flats
After that, bottles I pronounce, like, "How you ask for that?"
Why you ask for and all you had was scratch?
All I had was rap, all they had was wack
All I wanted was love, all had was dap
Fuck them haters and fuck them and cherish your wins
The aftermath, ask LeBron, palm slap a bitch
Walk the or break a bank, I've been in the business of sinkin' ships
Chokin' niggas out with the anchors that anchor with
Resuscitations cost the label, I'm if you want a hit
Clear, your career, bitch, I was born here
Been a killer, '86er, nigga, that's my year
Get the fuck from 'round here, that's my country ways
Suckin' on your momma's titty, while I was choppin' blade
Grippin' grain, hoes, candy paint like Everglades
Miss me with that rapper chatter, take that up with my bass
I put that on my sub, how could you doubt me?
Most rappers hoping the end so they won't have to drop another album
B.B. King saw the in me, so why can't you?
In order to come up close, have to dig up Cash and Elvis, too
water flow, Dixie rebel past
Fuck your Louis flag, benji tags on your wifey's ass
That's out of line, but in color?
I'm more like Miya Bailey on you rap motherfuckers, a artist