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Uh, yuh, here we go, uh (Uh) Dumpin' these rounds like a merry go, uh (Uh) Fuckers bow down whenever I show up Never been a clown, but I can bet that I’ve known some I gotta couple hard pills, I’ll get you a dose of I bet I flip the script whenever I go dumb No one better, bitch, I’m second to no one And no I’ll never miss, I’m settin' the scope up Bitch, I pride myself on a grip this firm (Yeah) And I get a kick outta every time I constrict thesе words Bitch, listen 'cause I really don’t think you hеard You gotta pay attention when I kick a verse You better call me sire like a pissed intern Shouldn’t have to remind you, it’s just inferred Bitch, huh, yeah, huh, this the type of shit That'll get you feelin' morally deconstructed (Huh) Consider it my gift, what a generous deed Don’t worry I’ll keep it comin' (Yeah), skill set of mines intrinsic Bitch, it means that I’m already leagues above them Only time I descend is when I come down To forage the eager subjects (Woo) Eat 'em all up in one bite, one by one, line up In the order of your height, course and portion size All the walks of life and if y’all try hidin', then I advise You’d wanna keep quiet as dormice, playin' with your life You remain courtside, ain't no point in tryna use foresight Letras de cancionesTime couldn't foresee this to be forthright The fire's gettin' stoked, yeah, I ain’t here to sightsee Burn this shit down and leave 'em with my rhyme sheet It don’t make sense, I don’t care, the games my dime piece You know I'm a goat, won’t find another like me If I ain’t the best then, who better? (Who better?) I’m the definition of a true spitter Mind is a weapon, I can shoot whoever No crime to detect, it’s a foolproof set up With the mic in possession, I’m a through and through killer Within my profession, I’m the new professor And I’m gonna test them by the book, but anyway I digress, I'm too ahead of the race (Huh?) Uh, settin' the pace, leavin' no room for any mistakes Uh, yeah, head in the game, leavin' yo crew all red in the face Y’all gonna remember the name (You will), even if you reject it, it stays 'Cause at the end of the day, who the fuck gon’ tell me I ain’t? Stokin' the fire, you’re tryna stamp out with your boot (Uh) But you know the most it’ll inspire is findin' more land to consume Because I been growin' too high, I’m tryna branch out from my roots Until I engulf the entire inside and out of this fool I got the plan d-down pat, you can’t b-bounce back The battered down hatch, ain't a match, ya out rapped (What?) And Aaron’s now champ, I’m blastin', how's that? Bet the sherbet leaves a taste in your mouth like sour patch (Who) The fire's gettin' stoked, yeah, I ain’t here to sightsee Burn this shit down and leave 'em with my rhyme sheet It don’t make sense, I don’t care, the games my dime piece You know I'm a goat, won’t find another like me From Letras Mania