Battery Raps
Kivvy
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(Verse) Don’t think I ever will cool out, I’m just too hot now Y’all keep on shooting that shot it’s gon’ get knocked down Got it in palm, it’s my rock now This ain’t your spot this my block now I feel like Dee-Bo boy this my bike now YO pipe down! I’m tired of caring, staring at this tragedy Innocent bystanders turning casualties Talking so sweet that y’all getting cavities I’d rather be rappidy rappin’ rapidly The bars I’m spitting hitting y’all like battery, uh! Call in for back up, it ain’t safe where you at The ones you think be bracing yo back Be placing yo trap Jealousy will have your real homies lacing yo packs Erasing yo tracks Watch yo friends and yo frenemies close They see ya bread and heat ya, pulling the toast And they don’t want the beef but, they still go for the roast You never really knowing who gon’ loathe you the most You never know who was your bro till you ghost You never certain, never know till the post, yeah Now you the butt of the joke, and I’m the comedian I got a place to make my mark so, I’m graffitiing I’m Jumping the median, My breed a different type A different light for them to see me in, uh! You devious, I’m deviant You previous and I been premium You all lucky I’m lenient Cause y’all missin ingredients Y’all skippin obedience And my efforts been tedious Expecting me to lead em in? Nah! But come correct and show respect where it’s owed You disrespect let’s get you back on the road I Never just let ‘em roll I been the one always rejecting the mold A different soul that shit has yet to be sold It’s not on the market And I am not the target They still biting the hand That’s holding the pen They figured it food Don’t get it confused The gift and the curse Talent doesn’t mean you getting the purse It means you better get into work boy Unless you, know somebody, who know somebody Knowing me I’m by my lonesome prolly I just stay a dolo body who owe nobody I got it! That’s why I’m staying on that up and up trajectory But hold it down, you real or fake? Well that’s subject to me I hold the crown and what y’all spit couldn’t mean less to me They wonder how I cook so hard, without a recipe There ain’t no second guessing me I guess it’s me, definitely! I’m here to fix the problem, thats word to Camacho Y’all dudes be on my road and serving as pot holes That ish I don’t like I’m like a bad fishing trip the kid got no bites And y'all ain’t meant for greatness So, y’all don’t need no mics (Mike’s) Cause y’all ain’t Jordan son, they only jack son They just some wack ones I really wanna smack ‘em They claiming that they pack son But I’ma keep it on wax son I’m back son. Clean up ya act son Or I’m at ya momma I’ll make you step son How I react to the drama I’m grown. You know how I respond, I’m chill Battery rap bars IV on I’m ill, Yeah.
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