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lyrics
I am the best
No test no maybe if
Every Sentence got bars no habeas
Naughty by nature fam
The flow is the craziest
When I shoot no duds
Just fatal hits
Elmer Fudd out for Blood like a baby tick
Bouncing funny bunny rappers off your favorite list
Legendary some doubt if I do exist
No trace just a note book and a shoe print
The tape worm
Let rappers eat but not consume shit
While I hang in the back let them assume shit
Till I rise to their surprise bringing doom with
They can’t stomach the thought their end looms thick
I show my ass on tracks on some moon shit
But im a star shine bright vegas noon shit
Smart rap
gown and cap
No coon kit
Construction foreman
Order rappers to make room quick
Flow slicker than blue magic
Dudes tragic
What I exude in my mood
Creates new addicts
Whatever means good
Trust me I do have it
Whoesever attention I want trust I do grab it
Im like Jordan and magic mixed with Obama and jesus
Can walk on water to win
Elect a team to achieve it
They want to nail me with iron but my body is anemic
Can get money from crackers
The homies call me a cheese it
That was racist as shit
sorry …really don’t mean it
can’t control my words
throw em up like bulimics
Your reality is mine
shape the world how I deem it
You Drive home as winner
Lay down with achievements
When you open your eyes
Snatch your life like you dreamed it
Place your girl on my fean list
Start a site and then stream it
I Can sew discontent
but im hardly a seamstress
Got A laid back soul
But im rapping extremist
Virgin tongue
When my words flung are the cleanest
But rap dirty as anal
From a girl on the train
Who lives at the station
No shower no rain
No soap no hope
No way to she can change
You rap guys are targets
Your homes on the range
No body is better
Let me try to explain
Im white envelope great
Get it
Simple and plain
Imprison girls w my penis
They are chained by the brain
Apologize that was vulgar
But I couldn’t abstain
Its hard to remain flaccid
When erecting the fame
Rock the shit out beats
Pebbles shrieking in pain
Good year stamped on feet
I travel in my own lane
Create my own destiny
No fate is ordained
I think the intro is over
Pro-Dash is the name
If anyone asks say its vegas I claim
But Boston is home
Until I travel again
And I’m high off my supply
Im the dope man dope man
Supreme Rap Game
Legendary there’s no need to ask why
Got the world in my palm and the twinkle in my eye
credits
from Got Lyrics?,
released April 10, 2011
Produced by Halo-Bzerk
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