Ego (feat. Nauminati)

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Cris Strife

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Im feeling like
Yeezy La Flame how i piss on ya grave
Choppa R Kelly i piss on yo face
If you dont want me to win you best pray
I surpass anyway and go piss on yo faith
Piss on yo name and then shit yo day
Dick in yo mouth so its f*ck what you say
Im wit my dogs and we stay on that bull
When i come around put yo bitch in a cage
Huh life was an everyday struggle
Now my pockets fat like DJ Akademiks
Bitch I ran up a check off a Spotify
Yo ass on SoundCloud doing no digits
Muhfuckas hated when I started rappin
Now they in McDonalds trynn wrap up the dishes
My mama thought I was in my room studying
Until I showed her I made my own bidness
Cant fill in my shoes so these muhfuckas trippin
My bro got a face tat cause he really widdit
You in a lambo in all of yo raps but whenever see em
They whippin a civic
Pull up and spray at yo field like im cropdusting
Snap and then shoot like i went and forgot something
Rappers be dying from takin them pills
Yeah you poppin them percs but yo ass aint up on nothing
Huh why these muhfuckas so thick and so dense
But they still ain't got shit in they head
Yall must be sick of my shit of my shit at this point
But im ready for war bitch im off of my meds
Money from features got me lookin slick
I aint shootin my shot i could buy me a bitch
And the reason I talk like I'm big is because
My damn ego same size as my dick
Whole damn twelve inch wish you well bitch
Boutta perform wit my pelvis elvis
Press these bitches gon stretch theses bitches
Im comin for yours man im so selfish
Walk in the room all I'm smelling is bitch
Sniff that shit out from a mile away
Look at my files all you see is hits
When people wake up I'm gon blow any day
Pussy ass muhfuckas cant hold up my jockstrap
Let alone hold up a candle to my shine
I might go stupid and start sayin f*ck rap
Pull up and shoot at the court like its primetime
My time my rhymes bitches cant hold up a
Candle to my shine
Pull up and shoot st the court like its
Primetime every dollar from this music is my dime
Huh rappers be talkin bout how they gon clap rounds
But that shit aint in they background
Back down f*ck it well spin that shit back round
Jump off the top rope he catch the smackdown
Roll that boy up like a Rillo
Come around here he get slept like a pillow
Mag on my hip like a hippo
Its a device that urns wives into widows
See through yo shit like a window
They call me young Ebisu god of the shinto
Turn a Will Smith to a Willow
Bitch call me darling like my name was hero

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