Swoop
Hugh Glass
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I get compulsive w rhymes Bitch I murder these beats it's no pulse you can find In this holster of mine is a pen and a bible & I'm not god but as close you'd find They try to hurt me sometimes They some kids writing raps boy that's nursery rhymes They are not worthy of time And they damn sure are not fucking worthy of mine How much did them views cost How much did that fake ice and them jewels cost I built this from nothing so understand something it's nothing to lose dog These rappers is too soft They try to steal flows and they faces get chewed off He talking that shit ya he talking that woo wop I'm bumping that biggie getting ready for shoot off Going broke to get rich off this music shit It's in my heart I ain't losing this This is art in the truest sense I wrote this at 12 in a park full of truant kids I'm rappin so hard I chip teeth And you cappin it's honestly weak I done told you I'm killing this shit as a matter fact, an assassin that's lost in the beat Don't talk when I speak I'm from the sticks, ya a place where it's dark you get tossed in the creek If that's hard to believe Then keep talking shit and I'll show you myself you'll be honored to see I hope you can swim, pussy lil bitch I hope you can swim spend some time with the fish I said it again so you comprehend I came here to win when I rhyme I don't miss Lyrics.Don't.Matter I'm on my way to the top, when I make it I'm taking the ladder Then breaking it after It's no debate what I'm after a great or the greatest disaster I was a Mac bumping Miller I took a sack brought it back from the dealer I took the pack and unpeeled it and then we sit back blow an ounce of that killa' I sat on couches with killas' I used to bring work out the house to civilians Oh shit, now we got children I'm stacking till we got fountains and Villas Spliff tucker Weed loud, young Chris Tucker Riding new waves like Chris-topher I don't bang, but I know Crips brother Been around Bloods like a wrist cutter Girls showing love keep my dick covered If she weird let my bitch f*ck her Cooking all year we about to have a big summer Who you think cooked at the last supper I wrote 36 books like last summer Shed light like bad shutters Went and bought more guns just to act tougher Shit now can I act hood Now can I roll with a backwood Lets just get back to these raps and the fact that I don't like to talk but I rap good I am a cloth from the devils cut I think me and God bout to set him up If you a boss you gon' level up I been writing so long still ain't said enough
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Written by: Rafe Rowland, Zachary Rowland
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