Tonalidad: A minor
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Verse 1
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I got time to talk,
you better make it fast
State the area you should walk,
my nigga, make it fast
Make yourself extinct, hurry
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Never depreciate shit,
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I'm better than ever
Rap terror, living nightmare
When you wake up, I'm right there,
I train while you sleep
Hip -hop veteran,
known to have a fetish for heat
Recall times of when a nigga
said it was beef
Shortly afterwards, he fled the police
Keep runnin', bitch,
all your tough talk
The crew ain't havin' none of it,
enough said
Whenever we bump heads,
I guarantee we gon' be on some other shit
We flex muscle and plan our next hustle
To make the checks double and
kick back and puff a bit
Guilty sex is the hit, man,
you're fuckin' wit'
I stomp the bitch -ass out
and wouldn't scuff a kick
I keep the females high as hell
with suckin' dick
Open your mouth, hurry,
I ain't got time to talk, you better
Cause ain't the everyday
you should walk, my nigga
I got a schedule to keep up, homie
Say you got the bread to beat up,
show me
Every second moves closer to death,
so do it
And you never know what you got left,
so move it
If it was the proper time in the music,
we go
Slow lanes, but a bum, this is my life
I walk through these hip -hop shows in my mind like,
fuck these hoes
They ran through,
so an episode after we rock
Sorry, baby, that's a no -can -do
We outta here
I bust pistols due to my trust issues
I don't have it in me, huh,
Pastor
Remy
Drown my sorrows,
a dangerous man in the sad parts
You might see me downtown tomorrow
My man
Dilla saw potential in this
So for now I keep a pencil and
fence and jot poetry
Now that people notice me in the
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I can't walk through without
having everybody to talk to
I slide by and play the walls
Zone into the music with a plan
to take it all
It's destiny true to it like
forefathers ahead of me.
Why change it from the true form?
Let it be this
R &B rap shit gonna be
the death of me.
Hit makers recycle the same recipe
You niggas better stack that cheddar
your times up.
You couldn't fool the people forever get out
I got time to talk you better
I'll save your energy you
should walk my nigga
I got a schedule to keep up homie
I think you got the bread
speed up and show me
Every second moves
closer to death so do it
And you never know what you gotta
So move it, if I put the proper time in the music,
we gon' make it
Slow lanes, but a bum, this is my life
Definition of a true
MC, I ain't the next nobody,
nigga, I'm the first me
Definition of a true
MC, I ain't the next nobody, nigga,
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I'm the first me
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You
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