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*Keys clanking* *Car engine starting* *Car radio turns on* "...real name, Alexander Crawford (*gasps*) Wanted for the murders he committed in October of 2021 (Wh-) Police now have new leads regarding his whereabouts (Yo, turn that shit the fuck off) And are currently on..." (Sorry) *Turns radio off* *Sharp breath* Aight, look Can you do me a favor... and not kill anybody For a good week... at least... please? So it's... March 18th... that means we can kill again on the 25th Phew, what the fuck ever, just get in the damn car! *Car door opens and closes* Time to go! All we know's the urgе to put to pen to pad's an obsession (Bitch) We would likе it better if you didn't ask any questions (Look, it's time to go) Load the clip with letters and slip the mag in the weapon (Muh'fucka) You can fuck off, you know better than a pissin' match on a record (What the fuck you say?) We'll fuck up all you peasants, so quit the rap, not no present (It's time to go) 'Cause, bitch, we live in the present (Lil' bitch), you spit it whack, it's depressin' (It's time to go) Here's what you do in essence, attempt to capture the presence Of Cusa and Embis after we present with that full effort (Yuh, it's time to go) How many fuckin' rappers'll peep the fuck I just did? Letras de cancionesIt's okay, you can read the lyrics, you'll see what's up in this bitch (Ayo) I've perfected my craft, I can beat you up on a whim If your energy switchin' quick when you be disruptin' my clique Like shit, cold as Freon, on this type of beat, I'm free on Simultaneously, go erupt, the rising heat you feed on Seesaw, sonic waves disruptin' tectonic plates It's not a race, it's luck, when I compete, they draw my name (Uh-huh) Not my fault that I'm better, just results of my effort And when I do get my status, let me resolve your vendetta By puttin' a fuckin' gun up into my head, a beretta Make a bullet go right into it before you do, let me load it up (Ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba) Then click, sleepin' on me when you know I'm dope Whole new meaning for overdose It's way too long they been comatose Now you're bein' awoken, bro Get a fuckin' beat like a broken nose Show you who the hell is the goat with flows Oh, oh, no, promise you don't wanna go toe to toe, bitch Time to go! All we know's the urge to put to pen to pad's an obsession (Bitch) We would like it better if you didn't ask any questions (Look, it's time to go) Load the clip with letters and slip the mag in the weapon (Muh'fucka) You can fuck off, you know better than a pissin' match on a record (What the fuck you say?) We'll fuck up all you peasants, so quit the rap, not no present (It's time to go) 'Cause, bitch, we live in the present (Lil' bitch), you spit it whack, it's depressin' (It's time to go) Here's what you do in essence, attempt to capture the presence Of Cusa and Embis after we present with that full effort (Yuh, it's time to go) [Verse 2: CusaX] Your concept of the greatest is something out of a fairytale Happens to be somethin' I do and I do it very well Rappin' 'til you jumpin' like suicide off a balcony Go splat onto the ground like a comet, there ain't no salvaging Might not be an artist sellin' numbers diamond but if I can do it better than you fuckers, y'all are dime a dozen 'Cause in seconds, I'm deflecting all these buzzin' fuckin' hornets Blood is left in all the corners, you can find their cut up corpses! Reverse the metamorphosis 'til you nothin' but particles Remember that I'm guilty when all of you write my articles Embis and me are building a following for the rulership Bound to make a killing, don't call me not knowin' who it is Who am I? What's my name? It doesn't matter All you gotta know is I'm do or die 'til I am battered You know I will run the game far down the road In the meantime, I'm spittin' this mean rhyme, it's time to go It's time to go! You see me walkin' out and I kinda match the description (Bitch) Then you tell me to my face that the coppers are in position (Look, it's time to go) The scene is something brutal, you weren't supposed to notice (Motherfucker) If you saw it, then I'm on it to bury all the opponents (What the fuck you say?) See me walkin' out with a Bowie knife and a sweater (It's time to go) Then you know that I have never been better (Lil' bitch), there since forever (It's time to go) I mean it when I say I been easily in control But believe me, you'll start retreating when seeing, I mean it's (Yeah, it's time to go) Cusa and Embis on a track, two opposites have now met Magnetic forces get affected, you now in the south west And any diss I deflect, you wanna bet me your check That I can piss you off in seconds with a skip in my step? Correct Yeah we up to somethin' (Yeah), never stop for nothin'! (Nah) What the fuck you bumpin'? (Huh), bitch, we cause eruption! They outlawed all our raps, if we in the custody, hands all cuffed up You can't keep us for long, bitch, we gone for good, knock on wood or somethin' I could simply and condense your entire album to a sixteen Me, I'm preachin' to volumes of higher output than kicks reach Truth interwoven themes, the desired outcome of this dream The day that I reach the top with this type of mouth, you can pinch me You bite my music, I'm suin' you like I'm Disney Pursuin' the fools who think I got reasons to stew in envy 'Cause Cusa controls the current and Embis controls your mind Our records 'cause some burning while we are partners in crime! From Letras Mania