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Lift Your Chin Up
- Rappers dread to be this fascinated
- Grabbing the throne, peep this champ debating
- To reel em in, I be so rash, impatient
- Casting for a fiend just to stack my basement
- This a wide gap when I pitch a stone
- It’s far flung, shoot a opp and crack his dome
- Brought the steel, which you already know I be so sharp with
- Overcast with fear so I steer clear when the mark slips
- Wild with the hits, back to back, somebody call for narcan
- He ain’t fakin’ sleep, you confused a body for a hard stance
- I could sense misguidance, your ideas smell like violence
- I slid in the bistro with boarders and dropped tickets
- Snacked on starters, then hit the server with pot grippers
- Let you breathe in the Glock scent while I'm lifting your leather off
- And tossing a firebomb in your mocktail
- I'm on that boss tip, if it's gone, I snatched it
- Peep this straight coat, it's backwards
- So how you explain a guy with no top
- When his torso still jogs with the same heart
- For every hundred spitters talking about birds
- Only like two thirds, I really said it without verbs
- Yo, you ain’t a boss, I can make you switch up
- Grip the steel up, cock, spit
- You would think it’s storming clips
- You lack rank and respect, get a direct back check
- The Wicked and Vicious wild rap, I cover the grim half
- You know how a boss in this game’ll finish up
- Let a round bust, lift your chin up
- You get struck, ten down and then up
- I snatch it if you talk too loud, then you finna get sent up
- Burn it up, you be spilling red and coughing phlegm up
- Now we rivals off of a small tag or title
- You pushed, got consumed and left with a bloom and Bible
- Some could crush your grill, provoking defense
- Too many locked in paths and mentors was missed
- They came up scarred, you might say thriving offends
- But it won’t change a mind that’s blinded with it
- For me to roll through and end your breath is a cinch
- Cause you repulsive, fakest dude on the bench
- Yo all that rattled steam could die unprepped
- How you gon’ stare me down and mumble “try again”?
- Need to respect, sometimes it’s folks outside feasting that ain't you
- I’m entitled to every bit that lands in my lane and in my view
- Unless it's 90+, you probably shouldn’t bet on the proof
- Hogging extra inches with no intent, telling me “move”
- You should go and find a new set
- From coupe dent to coupe death
- I know y’all never choose meds
- That temper’s what you do best
- And throw it on the next, so yeah, I’m hoping that you shoot less
- We gotta leave it dead, gut the wealthy, Jesus wept
- Soundin' dense, full plate, don’t cancel the sides
- They tried to scan my double helix slides under light
- Check who you blend in with, all in that same insistence
- Why not address each variant of insignificance?
- I’m over tales too, I done heard all of yours
- So when can I twist your view, name it warped?
- Two faced types don’t earn my remorse
- They might veer off a road
- Where toddlers catch fire from a torch
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