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She start bucking up she get shot in her shit
Got one lil glock about two, three sticks
If I only got seven I'm a give her ass six
We go bullet for

stress out on you
Your whole clique getting clapped, I'm not amused
With your wack raps, not even hits on planet Kat
You've been binge eating, crying over

they can't see me , I'm Joh Cena

I got girls side by side, naggas are jealous
I don't even know my name anymore
Bitches calling me handsome, I think I'm

quality please I'm not buying it
Rap is not hip-hop I will describe it
Pop rappers in puppet strings
To one rapper shot I'm not surprised by the outcome
My

Raised by parents that worked on crops
That drop like stocks in Salvador
Born in a city that kills cops and pop one another
Hits the core
In Houston

the throne and I want it
All punks jealous but they actin' real nice
Like Judas betrayed Jesus' real life I shine bright so the dirty wanna hate

I roll solo

on myself all like damn this isn't fair
They're just so jealous I can feel it in the air
Vibe studios was the start to the wave now
Don't judge a book, I'm

motherfuckers
And not me, you know what I mean
Maybe you need to get checked out nigga

Banging that god flow yeah im before BC
AD my HD is boutta go 3D
Though

jealous and hate on the energy
I'm bathing in empathy while I'm making some memories
Blessed to get to choose how they'd remember me
They're expecting

Lady Heroin

J. Flex

Gridlock'd

1997

a jealous boyfriend by the name of O.D.
Now OD was short for overdose
And whenever he caught niggas pushin' up on his girl
He made 'em comatose
Lady

bossin' shit
My homie just came home, he got a corner office in this
Empire, I constructed brick by brick, this rap hustling
Tennis shoes, t-shirts,

I am a menace whoever is jealous
Needs to be cleaned by their hygienist
They talking shit belong in the toilet
You making me feel like I am not worth

""The TonedeffLogic Project""
Written by: Tonedeff & Logic
Produced by: Logic
©2000 QN5 Music (ASCAP)

Tonedeff  Verse 1A
I snap wack rappers in half

at mang?
I drop my first album and then D-Day came
Step out my car
Raised the bar that CD: "Pdank"
Back when rap night was hosted by DJ Shade
Took guys by

Damn, flash back to when I lived downtown
Writing lyrics helped the Amtrak get drowned out
I remember telling Joe I had a hit
Then played him legendary

who wanna say shit
You better pray to fuckin' God that I never make it
'Cause if I do and I get the chance to be in rap
I'll just end your life right

Fuck it! Fuck it! Hey, ayy (A presentation by myself)
Different colors in the van, I'm just feelin myself
Fuck it! Fuck it! Yo

I was trippin off

Fake cunts be hating that ya making the cash 
Coz people think its great when I slay it with rap
Saying their your mates yet craving that ya crash 
While

the mainstream
Damn shame
People gonna start campaigns
Talkin' 'bout hate speech
If I'll ever get famous
All these bitches who played me gonna brag and be jealous

Trying to reach the Heavens, with you I've peaked
With you by my side, I’m seeing
Beauty within and beauty around
And all in the mid
I reach highs and lows

stepped and now the ball in the net
Don’t get hit with a tech
My shit sophisticated
We freeing shooters off the elevators
New deal I’m touching hella paper

and I'm still haunted by my past
I still remember the day I saw my momma crying last
Enrolled in school I made a promise I can pass
Got back into rap

nothing that you seen in your life
and I know my time is my only currency - my only currency 

I put the rap game in doggy style I'm coming from behind
yall

the Royale Rumble
They got us on the citizens app
They claiming body after body in the booth where I rap
I never fumble
Definitely never back track,