Social Meeting (feat. KG)

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I write what I like when I write I paint what a sight
Like pictures don't lose focus Mr. you don't lose focus
Category F-150 twister I send my composition notebook
On missions and grapples of submissions for you're
Lack of newness ness making no transition when I write
No, You write a bar you should just twist them as
A pretzel shape my mind like the number eight
Infinite cycle my motor's great like the lake that stretch
Through the state behind the mask of Snake Eyes but I speak
What I make like Jordan kicks you better snatch fast sorry
To late early bird got that early snake, forget the birds
I flap the wings of Rodan and blowing Sandman on
The scene with giant hands pick up the telephone pole
As my mic stand ah you're for real my mic stands in a position
His feet piece by forty acres long like the foot of Kong
Kick you off the team you're long Gone with the Wind
Why you're gone you're back spinning no dance moves
Just sit back grinning, my Toe Jam from that Big Foot
Kicking yo Dox I see your style-switching bomb
Time-ticking rappers and Mc's tripping scrambling
Russell Wilson running from the collapsing building
Momentum monuments liberty I'm free there's the statue
I give you the instructions you said I don't have to
I see how my raps do if not I see how your math do
My instructions will make your actions do damage
From an non armature comes out his shell I'll from
Gamera monster out his shell a tortoise
Every track gassed up like the check game
Full tank the verse a perfect match watch it
Catch flame no heavy raps nigga just bring pain
They won't supposed to sell their soul
But I just can't to many people won't and boy that's
Real talk and you if you ain't sign the checks
In the front you ain't no real boss forget the
Industry paperwork all black market and I make
It work some of these rapper's starving talking about
Broke as dirt still don't act down to earth
Ain't that a bitch watch somebody pull his skirt up
Get hurt up every track gas getting burnt
Like we grew some purp up I hope these nigga's learn
Something and their senses perk up vision turned up
Every track gas you can hear it sizzling can't cha
Lyrics will make it crank up they weren't supposed
To sell there souls but I just can't bra devils will get
The shank bra break the circle and the bank bra

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