This is a song about "To the beat one time"

Thinkin im the guy to beat

Now it's time to eat

I rain sleet when i stomp storms to the beat,

That’s why i strike first and the verse cuts deep

And somehow the kid they beat up was always the one to blame.

And i don't know no triple h, but this is all about the game

So instead i use the beat and rhyme, and never eat my time

I ain't sayin' namesthey say the tape was really mine

From the streets of nyc to clubs playing the beat

Your bitch fuck us up: every nigga that she meet

I’m way harder than the concrete

To beat or not to beat/

So i go hard to the fucking beat

Even when y'all deep, y'all still all sweet

Yeah, that ain't you love, you can't fool love

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