Trackz Villa

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//Verse//
Fresh from the hitter’s lane, movin’ up to your mindset base

Launch at me all you hold, big hit is how I generate

Verbally I’m sacks packed, moment’s now, toss a fit if you crave some

Niggas in attendance gon’ snag my long shot, whenever I’m speakin’ live

Just pass me somethin’ I can build with, I send ‘em outta view

Last half of the 9th, I’m swingin’ like a legend with no curfew

Chewin’ on leaf, target locked on the goal

Spit toxic bars line by line

Newbies stay seated while the fans fuck wit mine

I roll with the crew, my kinfolk

We warned you “Who’s up first?” like that classic joke

Lefty thrower on the vocal throne

Simple as A-B-C, droppin’ heat in your strike range

Blaze pitch, speed throw, how you rate my game?

Swing hitter hitter swing, still you ain’t connectin’

How you land a contract? You ain’t even a sub

I ain’t a fill-in, you just got chance and brushed contact and flubbed

Now you tryna perform, weak pop-up

What in the world were you considerin’?

Knowin’ that my mitt always show me affection
 
//Hook//
You attempted to guard but still we achieved it

So you tryna bring your bars to the turf and compete with it?

Anyone make it pour, then we gon’ postpone it

We forever keep it iconic
 
//Verse//
Someone mentioned lame rhymer, that’s when you crossed my mind

Let me school you on moves to make ‘fore I cross that line

Go ahead and ring your squad, it’ll take the whole lineup

To craft a piece that equals this biological design

Try to drop your lines if you even capable

Cause when it’s my moment to switch, I change the call

Guard your rear, dark flair, label me numeric legend

Run with the speech, gainin’ yards with every sentence

Pass play, burst through gaps and dodge contact

Score now, raise your arms, I’m locked in the moment

Instead of that dance, it’s the binary motion

Anybody want friction better sharpen their devotion

Every track solid, shit’s built like Schwarzenegger

Deals sittin’ ready on desks from the brands

Just ‘cause they bringin’ profit don’t mean I’ma linger

I hunger for spirit meals, minus the pig mixture
 
//Hook//

You attempted to guard but still we achieved it

So you tryna bring your bars to the turf and compete with it?

Anyone make it pour, then we gon’ postpone it

We forever keep it iconic

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Peezus
Member since January 28 2026

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