Muddy II

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Nomrah and L.D.N and Hollow Profit

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Yo
We back with part 2
Shoutout Reasy Beats
Shoutout Hollow Profit
Shoutout L.D.N
Let's kill this shit
Listen

Still feelin' muddy, got my war paint on
Still fight the game without one chain on
Still feelin' muddy, I've embedded my roots
Stompin' like a soldier, rain is fillin' my boots
Still feelin' muddy, got my war paint on
Still fight the game without one chain on
Still feelin' muddy, I've embedded my roots
I'm feelin' like a general cuz you're all my recruits

Lemme let this beat be the pen to write your resignation
It's smellin' fragrant, all the shit that you be steady sayin'
Escalatin' every situation, you're the second patient
That the doc dissects today, accept the payment
A revolution minus the lames, I think they're better clueless
That said improvement is vital to fund your execution
Call my pen a spear the way it punctures your mind
It fucks up your pride for every stunt that you've tried
An extraterrestrial in this plane of existence
I'm sent here to carry you through my grace and persistence
The beneficiary of the game's gold crown
I've ascended simply daring to get you fakes torn down
A foreign invader, distortin' favors for pourin' your labor
A sort of anger only known to the poor and the haters
A flash of light, orbs and sabers performin' later
It's captain's night, our oars and jaeger are portioned, savored

Still feelin' muddy, got my war paint on
Still fight the game without one chain on
Still feelin' muddy, I've embedded my roots
Stompin' like a soldier, rain is fillin' my boots
Still feelin' muddy, got my war paint on
Still fight the game without one chain on
Still feelin' muddy, I've embedded my roots
I'm feelin' like a general cuz you're all my recruits

I came from the mud
I was raised from the dirt
My father bathed me in blood
That ain't no play on my words
Hey don't you play on my pace
I take it straight to the turf
make a case with the race
Ain't no playing just work
Jumping up from the comforter
Run enough to get up from the underground
With a wonder sound with a hundred words
See a sound that astounds
Then run it down til it's found
Then trade the sound for a mound
Then get back under Earth
Up before the sunrise
Spit a few flows
Make them other rappers tongue-tied
Try me on the track
Then we'll see who gon' run dry
Run a hundred with no sip keep the drip
I'd rather take the one line
Never hung up when it's crunch time
I ain't coming for the money I'm just coming with the run time
Glass jaw rappers been running from the punch lines
I'm coming for the diamond what glisten when the sun high

Still feelin' muddy, got my war paint on
Still fight the game without one chain on
Still feelin' muddy, I've embedded my roots
Stompin' like a soldier, rain is fillin' my boots
Still feelin' muddy, got my war paint on
Still fight the game without one chain on
Still feelin' muddy, I've embedded my roots
I'm feelin' like a general cuz you're all my recruits

Now I'm feeling muddy
Man, I'm walking through the trenches
I'm feeling like I'm gifted
All of you can feel my presence
Notice how the mood gets lifted
Every single time I step in
With my flow, I keep them guessing
They could never guess whats next, so
Salute, attention, don't ask me, no questions
Now drop and give me 20
You ready? a-ten-hut!
Now watch me kill this shit
'Cause I'm gonna be sending this beat to the wilderness
You got to be ill with it
Well music's my sickness and bro, I'm filled with it
I see myself as a future great
No one knows shit about the moves I make
If you think other wise, you better use your brain
Like really, who's to say, this whole thing's a waste
Man if you doubt me, I think you're stupid
Think you have me figured out, but you're clueless
You couldn't figure out 2 + 2
This riddle fills a room and leaves people feeling exuberant
And if you're sleeping on me you better watch this
I don't listen to none of your nonsense
I don't just raise the bar, I go over it like
Beckham taking a spot-kick
Tryna diss me, you've lost it
If I take shots, just know that you got hit
I'm not saying you got hits
'Cause all your music is nonsense
Why don't you stop it?

What's happenin' now when the game levels up and you gotta play it better?
I'm snappin' it proud, and my pain is tucked in Prada for the weather
I'm packin' the best, you rappin' to test if I will let you live (huh?)
I'm stackin' my debts, establish the rest so you won't get no gifts (no)
Gucci, Fendi, Prada's just what y'all be obsessed with
It's truly fuckin' awful that you gotta be dead when
They recognize you as legendary
But I'll achieve that before I'm dead and buried
I just be flowin' to flow, kick me feet down into the snow (yuh)
I'm growin' up into a G.O.A.T. and I'm showin' you that you cannot come oppose
I'm rowin' both sides of the boat (yeah)
It's stormin', I hope you can float (yeah)
I'm formin' these poems, I'm hopin' you knowin' you'll never come home (yeah)
Givin' 100% is just somethin' that I cannot ever undo
If you get upset when I'm droppin' my knowledge, I'll tell you to go back to school
I'm doin' this shit cuz I love it, it saved me, not because I think it's cool
A G.O.A.T. in creation, I'm golden adjacent, I'm goin' to make it real soon

Still feelin' muddy, got my war paint on
Still fight the game without one chain on
Still feelin' muddy, I've embedded my roots
Stompin' like a soldier, rain is fillin' my boots
Still feelin' muddy, got my war paint on
Still fight the game without one chain on
Still feelin' muddy, I've embedded my roots
I'm feelin' like a general cuz you're all my recruits

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