Five Fingers of Death 2021

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Nomrah

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Yo, shoutout Ashtin
Shoutout Syndrome for y'all doin' this
I appreciate y'all
Let's kill this
Yuh
Stalkin' through the night like I'm Batman on the prowl
Talkin' all that hype, but you like shit without the bowels
Useless, I am not the type to play around
Ruthless, if you try to snipe or slay the sound
Workin' harder than ever, give a f*ck about a pandemic
Grand entrance, know I'm struttin' in lookin' damn fresh
You can't win it, if you tryna come up with a plan better
Accept that you gon' fail harder than a crammed essay
Yeah, I'mma talk my shit
Lost so many contests, now I'm hard as brick
Comin' back with a vengeance, I don't play nice, bitch
Tryna step up to the mic, then out my bars, you're kicked
Abusin' the beats like all you do with autotune, yuh yuh
Cruisin' the scene, my Honda's now a coffin too, yuh yuh
Callin' me Jeffrey Dahmer, I'll cut your heart in two, yuh yuh
Just quit trying homie, you can't stop this dude, yuh yuh
I'm choppin' a beat like Gordon Ramsay, mixin' in the stu'
Coppin' LV for my girl, got her drippin' with no pool
Stoppin' to see my family, go to kick it with the crew
'Cause once I'm headed up, ain't no tellin' what I'll do
'Cause I'm layin' down my head, I don't need your advice
'Bout to hibernate until my body's leakin' with ice
I be starin' at the bed, tryna sleep every night
But I'm contemplating all the different bars I could write
I been feeling so insane I hear the blood in my veins
Every bar got me tweakin' like the Xanny's for pain
Every line smellin' fresher than a warm summer day
Got the Gains from these uppers, put the Downy's away
Hopped in the game like I'm not held by gravity
Shout the homie Dallas for the feature where that line will be
And shoutout Ashtin for the feature that he did for me
Back a year ago when I was making OCD
Yuh, I'm just showin' the love
Spittin' like a llama with tobacco fillin' his gums
The day my competition knows that I am the one
Is the day Christ returns and he crowns me his son
But wait, that ain't on no cocky shit
I'm just sayin' if you shoot at me, you'd probably miss
'Cause you ain't blockin' out my shine like a solar eclipse
I'll burn you, earn the V, and send you on to the crypt
Buried 6 feet how I bodied this beat
Add 1 extra foot just to kick 'em to sleep
Do that three times with a flow that's divine
And I've created something holy, better pour up the wine
What a wonderful concoction, goin' for the prophets
Flowin' supersonic through the motions like a dolphin
Echoing throughout the halls (Halls, halls)
Bouncin' through my brain, sectioning the right from wrong
Goin' for thirds like I'm clearin' out the buffet
Soarin' above the world like an eagle, feelin' unfazed
Better spread the word now, before I'm on the front page
Beatin' me's absurd, go start cleanin' off my runway
Tryna make some dough just to finance a home
Freshening my image, make my smile whiter than snow
I ain't ever gonna sink, I'll swim under the boat
Just to pick you up and throw your ass back to the coast
Or the beach, the scene is lookin' mighty fake
Cuz your dreams, they seem to not hold a lot of weight
I can rap fuckin circles 'round you square ass rappers
Make a triangle with your three last passions
Killin' four beats in the time you kill one
Gettin' more cheese than a deli at lunch
Spendin' more cream just to make it all back
While you gettin' more grief every time I drop a track
I can kill it with the raps or I can kill the melodics
Just let me know your target and I'll sick 'em regardless
But don't you get me started with your project, it's garbage
That shit was ass, so bad, you got kicked out your apartment
Hit me a for a feature, the message on "read"
'Cause I will not provide if I don't see you as a friend
So if you looming on my music, you know what you're doin'
you tryna get a favor, I don't humor any fakers
I body rappers so much the morgue always full
I call you rappers jokes 'cause you always pull
Some corny ass scheme just to get some more views
You some horny ass teens tryna prove you're tough dudes
What happened to the music, and loving it for art?
Instead of all these people chasing clout right from the start
I feel myself slipping into that latter category
I hope I stop tripping and get back to the fact that only
The music can save me, that's not for debating
I'm using these sayings to try and pop my creating
Into the next level, across your screen's bezel
Riding on the treble to just get my dreams pedaled
On top of it like I'm dominant, you can feel it in the sub
Bassline but it takes time to hit your lungs
Pounding in your chest when the beat kicks in
Sounding for the rest of my team to pitch in
To help push me further and establish my career
I killed these 5 beats just to brag and show I'm here
But if I don't win, I'm still the artist of the year
In the underground scene, good karma from my piers
Signing off strong is only way I finish
Cryin' out to God in an attempt to hurt my business
I'mma give you mercy if you repent for your sins
You little ass haters in my comments, y'all some kids
Complaining about my style or you callin' me some names
All because I dress how I like, not how you say
That a man should "really look", or how a man "should act"
If that's really the case then tell me, who just killed this track?

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