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legend, we never die
The news offered me a stack
But I refused so I could make new noise
'Cause rap's my only true joy
And when I say a rhyme, whoo boy!

did a show out in Texas
Thank you to Mike I’m returning your blessings
That same year came close to giving up
Thank you to Gio he told me to stay strong

I'm Mike
While I'm spitting in the mic
Hit the road bitch, take a hike
That's that shit I do not like
My teeth clean, I tend to floss
Yeah my paint has

except Pac Nas and Jada Kiss
Notorious Sean Carter Twista Busta Rhymes and Ludacris
I'm Nino Brown call me Brizzy crazy nigga off the hizzy
Please don't

when I'm rhyming its like lightning when you hear it 
Fighting through my spirit inticing wit the lyrics 
I hit me hard with power of mike Tyson when hes

shit is for suckas
Started writin the rhymes that gotchu dancing like thunda
Thinking maybe the nigga the greatest maybe he fold or he make it bet you

deals 
Like I ain't have a soul
I just wanna be Mike Jackson 
Of this rapping, Oh!
Mic, don't fail me now
Envision, in some years 
I'll shed a tear cause

the benzo let these bands go
Volcano hot you are barely just a candle
Jayz on what are those fuckin sandals
Like Mike all night with these handles
When I grip

my first and last diss track
It's my time bruh I'm done playin with these hoes it's time to go for the ko
I'm like mike Tyson in this bitch bro

career when you wrote your best rhyme
Don't cross me like an x line or you'll get laid flat
Like a welcome door mat on concrete slab facts
I exercise my

Real Loki, the son of Odin
Choking I got stoned and left time frozen
Make crazy legs do the death dance
I'm a Redman portrait painted by Rembrandt 
Tag

Old... Old... Old Thang Back
O... OTB
By middle school, I was spitting more lyrical
Realizing how the game was becoming more pitiful
Snap rapping wasn't De

to fight Mike Tyson
Bringing a plastic knife to A gun fight just to get my Ass kicked
I'm a fucking fiend tester 
When my Heath Ledger
Note is barely legible

off the table
Shut up butter my bagel for the team I'm defense Mike Vrabel 
Levelin' up on stage 10 surrounded by bars I'm caged in 
Drippin' wet that

video
Might just flash
Go on the set and spit real
Not just words
Ideas indeed do kill
Acted out
Real life that's why I grip mikes
Reveal the Christ

know it's milez but not by the clout 
They know it's milez cuz I'm up in the cloud
I'm high as fuck ain't no horsing around 
A long fall to coffin in

naturally do it better
They tell me its ludicrous the way how I bust a rhyme
I go back to the roots and shed down some mc Lyte
On the ghetto boys that's

bagel for the team I’m defense Mike Vrabel
Levelin' up on stage 10 surrounded by bars I’m caged in
Drippin' wet that sauce on me must be success I can

can't write a rhyme, I hope that you can write a will
His nerves twitching, wonder if he knows if he's been killed

I'm winning everyday, shout out

Mariah 
Lookin like I'm the supplier
Desert Eagle by the Bible
For niggas trynna meet the God one
For niggas trynna meet the god one
Hit you wit the lyric

of rhyme flow blowback amazing yo so
Now I'm bout to throw a fucking hole through the roof
Show proof of my dues then put them years to good use
Out to prove

cinco de mayo
Slice da beat, chop it and serve it up like some pico de gallo
The Persian homie known to strike terror
Learned to hold the mike better

rhymes (oh)
Rewind a couple times (ugh)
Google all my lines (Google)
Just to understand (understand)
The references I plant (woah)
The referendum broke

to improve my rhyme
Slave, no pay, but it's not a crime
Happiness, worth more than a dime
Before you paint you to prime
Your whole life you have to grind