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[Verse 1: Rocky]
Feeling like a or a missionary
my A$AP killers get they pistols ready
Send 'em to the with obituaries
be scared, nigga, is you ready?
I've been thinking 'bout all the O's in my account
X the O's in my bed is 'round the same
Ever this new star fame came about
Or ever since me and Drizzy started out
Young boy, let his gun bang, let his nuts
to a Lamborghini from a Mustang
Drugs slang in the game with the hustling
(I one thing) Anything is better than that 1 train
Bag made of Goyard, cheffin' like I'm
Dee, probably selling D in local courtyard
Braids like I'm O-Dog, my la go hard
Down to my inlaws, they with no laws
2: Kendrick Lamar]
We outlawed then I bogart, any pros that got at
With a toe-tag, get broke off, in the projects with a
I roll past and I blaze y'all like, "DOO DOO!" I y'all
When the cooked, I ate y'all like, "Mmm mmm," let's play ball
In a with all sharks and a blindfold, I rhyme cold
My K hot, your 9 cold, that bark like K9
That banana clip, straight the rip
I'll make that say RIP, I'm on some shit
If I'm not the hottest then must've froze over
You thought it was then forgot what the code was
I carry of a traumatized soldier
Don't look in my face, I might snap, I choke ya
Spine right out of place, give me dap you 'posed ta
Darts at your posters, dark nights like
I like I'm 'posed ta, I might slice my wrist
Or pretend like a vulture and drop off cliff
[Verse 3: Joey
Barely conscious, talking to my conscience
Gettin' deeper in these flows conches
I'm on my convict, don't drop bars, I prisons
Don't sell seen the spectrum through the prisms
Somehow bypassed the bias and the
The violence and the killin', so
They seen my pigment and thought was the ign'ance
Unfortunately I am not that of niglet
But pass the pot let me
got back to the block from a 6 o'clock with Jigga
And I'm 'bout signin' to the Roc
But my niggas on the still assigned to the rocks
And I it hurt me soul
I try to prevail, but when I it only hurt their sales
Like you're only gon' end up either dead or in
But you my nigga, wish you the for real
[Verse 4:
When you mention my name amongst other white
Or for matter, any fuckin' rapper, fuck it
Painter, skater, musician, trailer park dirt diggin'
Burger flippin', eat, sleep, human bein', you would be in
Trouble to body or couple me to these others
Cause comparatively speakin', my is beyond the bubble
That they put me in, my beyond the Hubble's
I with Nubians, new beginning again
You in at 10, late, Radioactive's goin' gold
And so? GREAT. Do I a flying duck
If I'm applyin' love to my rhymin' alignin' us?
Alabama's up, wait, no I don't give a
duck, nothing but a buckshot, Ch, pow!
Motherfuck your life, blood clot
never been no rapper this cold since 2Pac was froze
And thawed out for date at a Coachella show, Yelawolf
5: Danny Brown]
Weed a different like a hoodrat bra and panties
And my flow be overhead like pots and in pantries
Antsy cause I'm high like Michael Jackson penny
Moonwalkin' on the sun, barefoot, with on
Bitch pussy like a penguin
Wouldn't hit that shit with my enemy's penis
Bitch when I say I mean this: "Ho, I'm the meanest"
Dick so big, from Earth to Venus
That got me nauseous, on shit, no off switch
Lawless, obnoxious, on "suck my cock" shit
is my synopsis, ostrich pot shit
Hoes on some God shit, it! You not this!
Novice, regardless, heartless and
Cryin' tears of vodka prima at the concert
Adonis smokin' 'bout to vomit gin and tonic
bein honest, tell me, isn't that ironic?
[Verse 6: Action
Swiftly, I the Bimmer 860
A heavy smoker so you know I the Blake with me
The moon's off the lake hit me
You should've stayed me
Now many Asian bitches lay me
The face is silky a tablecloth
My shorty in the morning on the beach like a Chilean horse
Red roses on boxes very often
torture, drinking Henny like I'm Kenny Lofton

I fixed the game Georgia Southern and Grambling
You see us scrambling, selling Sarandon
The cloud of smoke the phantom
Damn this tastes like fantastic
You see me through in each state
so the lord could put the fork inside the cheesecake
Cuffed to my wrist I've got the
The slam, I'm a free man, try not to eat ham
7: Big K.R.I.T.]
Big KRIT,
Spit like my last casket rap, six deep
closed, the black is back, out come the 'Lac with flats
After that, I can't pronounce, like, "How you ask for that?"
Why you ask for and all you had was scratch?
All I had was rap, when all they had was
All I was love, all they had was dap
them haters and fuck them hoes 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 the anchors that they anchor with
Resuscitations cost the label, I'm taxing if you 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 just my ways
Suckin' on your momma's titty, bitchin' I was choppin' blade
Grippin' grain, fuckin' hoes, candy paint like
Miss me with that rapper chatter, take that shit up with my
I put that on my sub, how could you ever me?
Most rappers hoping the world end so they won't have to drop album
B.B. King saw the king in me, so why can't
In order to come up close, you'll have to dig up and Elvis, too
Muddy flow, Dixie rebel past
Fuck your Louis flag, popping benji on your wifey's ass
out of line, but in living color?
I'm more Miya Bailey on you rap motherfuckers, a true artist