Bebop
South Dynasty
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Goddamn man this shit is banging, oh snap damn that kid he dangerous, where he come from What his name is, why the f*ck ain't this Goddamn man this shit is banging, oh snap damn that kid he dangerous, where he come From, what his name is, why the f*ck ain't this kid Famous Born different, I can't believe I can go off, it was something in the works, but now it's time to show off Something I've never been so certain of, but now we give birth to something that you can't scratch Off the surface of, much rage caged in, no match hurt enough, I'm done losing, now it's time for My purpose, I'm coercing, writing smooth and jet into hyperbolic orbit, I pass off as a tortoise Hair motherfuckers there to test life, the bitch beat em, now they flossin's buried with em I slide keys to em to beat re-cheat em, noble six our leader, I remember a born master, in September Kicking ass like bayonetta, and you wouldn't wanna see my checks, slaps on decks, that's what made The boys broke with dope noise, I pimp mics or hoarse voice and check rhymes like I was Seuss The bitch himself, I pitch Clay Kirsch himself, Clay hurt yourself, if you fucking wit my gear I'm pretty under influence, get the beat with the snare, now I'm pretty into it, I'm laying down Tracks with the wit, I don't know why you try to copy, spit with the sickest finesse flow, ain't Nobody gonna stop me, you're not gon' knock me, not just flying anymore, I'm in a cockpit of a rocket We taking off on a motherfucking trip, passing Mars on an interstellar ship, shooting stars got Me wishing like a kid, all I want is to make it with my kin, this the shit I love the most I'm never gonna quit, say they really want the smoke, but choking off a hit, flow gon' make You overdose and leave you hella bent, better be the last time you test me with it, yeah I don't understand why they pressing the kid, why, are you getting mad cause I'm wrecking this shit Or are you really mad cause I'm stacking our chips, shit, maybe you just mad cause I'm fucking Your bitch, man, I don't know, know you see the crown on the king, so give it up, you ain't been down With the team, I don't give a f*ck, and my skin brown, but it gleams, south stand up, raza hands Up, go and pick your mans up, there's a war going on outside, on brown pride, no time for downtime I'm running around, hunting them down with the mythical sound, so raw you would think that I'm Dicking them down, your shit is for clowns, come on kid, you ain't got half an ounce of skill That I got for real, beans pop like the pill, see how I get ill, this is not a drill, kill after Kill after kill after kill, boys in the spot and we really hot, you is really not, me and my dogs At the top, making rock, it's a bop, check the plot, won't stop, squares want smoke, so we hotbox God damn man, this shit is banging, oh snap damn, that kid he dangerous Where he come from, what his name is, why the f*ck ain't this kid famous
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