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Simply Amazin'

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Simply Amazin'

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To all you talkin' all that bullshit

I'ma put it to you like this

Ayo, I'm tryna make these niggas go bonkers

From London to the youngest in Yonkers

We So-Cal residential lyrical monsters

Gettin' women's attention like I'm rippin' a concert

So put your hands high till your arms hurt

I walk the earth just like God works in mysterious ways

Your spirits is swayed, every time my lyrics is played

So please stop givin' these lyricists praise

Cause they bluffin' while they bustin' with a serious face

And it's unbearable, these stereo-rap tracks are terrible

I'm here to take care of you wack cats

And bury you back at wherever you came from

I'm carryin' this game on my back till the pain's numb

And I be bustin' on fucks till I can't cum no longer

Losses, you gotta take some to grow stronger

I've conquered all you haters like a strong-armed dominator

Big dick condom breaker bit a' baby-mama maker

And ain't no time to take break, you gotta break the mold

I'm from a place where cats are born to play the gangsta roles

Like hittin' switches, I was gettin' hit with switches

Until I switched positions, now I'm playin' when the game is on

Y'all think y'all bangin' but y'all ain't as strong

My pop a thug, I'm a son of a blood with blue Gators on

The record spinnin' his favorite songs

Now he's bangin' my shit on them same tables that he played 'em on nigga

"Sing along with it, if you didn't hear it, you gonna hear it right now"

Cause yo hip hop, it started out in the heart

A young nigga from the park sharp-shootin' with darts

Harpoonin' cartoonists talkin' too much talk

But walk a whole different stroll homeboy

You get sparked by the guy right here?

I make y'all niggas see the light like a bright idea

Heard you was lookin' for my weapon but my tongue's right here

So you can act like a fool

But y'all be done by noon off a' one light beer

So yeah fuck my crew, but let's get one thing clear

Y'all can't keep up with us because your lungs ain't clear

Y'all need a million-dollar budget and some punch lines here

All your boy need is one right ear

And I could probably change the world, fuck you sold-soul rappers

After diamonds and pearls, like you homo-rappers

Y'all some go-go girls, with your go-go gadgets

Exposin' what you holdin' like your soul don't matter

I got a 'go-go get it' mentality, so battle me please

I just throw out some cheese and y'all'll go-go at it

Got you reachin' for your 4-4 'matic

While I stagger motherfuckers with darts, I got my mojo mastered

The game is full of homos backwards

Mo' hoes than rappers, no flows but keep shows packing

And us? Fuck that we goin' platinum plus

And still ridin' on the back of the bus

Cause the bucks don't matter

Turn it up, stop frontin', come on, turn it up

And from the start of this shit, I took a vow to never part with this shit

I put my soul and all my heart in this shit

But in return, I got burned like these rappers had my arteries lit

So now I'm spittin' fire darts when I'm pissed

And you don't wanna see me angry cause I can't be calmed

It's like you tryna get custody of my sound, and I'm the baby's mom

I been in court for this wack shit before

And I had to file divorce you biters would start payin' style-support

A child that don't smile no more

I found the short cut in life, but I'd rather take my time out the door

Fuck a knife, I'm pullin' texts out for war

Cause I ain't good at cutting, fuck y'all, what Exile is for

See I'm the MC and he's the DJ

Manipulate the MP to translate what he say

Catch me on the freeway, 1-10 south till it ends at Bridgetown, USA

So roll with us where the gorillas hang

Where the cold killas live, where the gold diggas dig

Where you know niggas bang, cause the walls show the gangs when you pass 'em

Where niggas stay blown like tires, and these haters wanna slash 'em

Platinum chains? Trained'a snatch 'em

You flashin' in the Range? You waitin' for an accident to happen on purpose

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Sun-roofed diamond-back rap, that's the verdict, nigga

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