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rapping again like its 2019, my bro the receiver and im the DB
not leading no QB, Up the stagger as a rapper with a braggadocio swagger
not runnin' it on the corners no CB, imma be in the middle and sides, tackler
tackle 'em, no ML as this story 'boutta tell, get two close bodies like its melly
im glovin' this shit, markin' as the carve in the bark is in, personalities like melvin
no melle mel as lead bullets go straight through your cells, no wood pellets for blitz to hurt himself
blitzkrieg as ima gets through, chewing at it bit by bit in minutes
launch the invasion in september, turn these fools into cheddar cheese, yall decent
like lil cease to lil reese, to stop and pleasure, please say release, no peace on yall knees
as the drift hits ya, its way more then a lil breeze, tryna talk shit when i jacked ya lil car keys
then sit ya down like humble in car seats as i rap on my bros beats
not kickin' shit, no cleats. when theres bullets involved theres no way to cheat
baltimore to brooklyn, im wantin' more i been wantin' war, with tribal war
war aint fair, this aint free like some warfare, stop bein' a pussy stop bein' a square

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kunta
Member since January 7 2024

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