Kill em all, fuck em all. hip-hop really is alive
That shit was way ahead of time, had emcees runnin' miles,
But she took it in his place
Ill have miles davis come from the grave
And i'm on you rapper's ass like brake lights
Miles away but you got no smiles
I run at a million miles an hour, your trying to keep up kid
Am i sick ?cause i'm addicted to get spliftedwatch tha stupid ass tricks get lifted
But let me thank destiny i'm still alive
I'm fucked up and this fucking feeling like 8 miles,
But his deferred, and blurred and changed in shapeit's fate, it wasn't my choice to make
But i'm miles away, i pound the cake, you can't rap cause you have a bellyache,
Give us this day, our daily bread
Fucking up threads cause i'm miles ahead
Spend so much mula, checks in the million
Hold on you can see my vision
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