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local mu12 – champions lyrics

my enemies dreamt i reached the top and then failed
but i’m glad with my feet up like denzel
and i’m addicted to the status, too
so give me a piece of your mind and i’ll feed it to you like hannibal
lecter, my lectures lessons on miracles
tough guys keep up facades, concealing truth
if i don’t read too foreign, two would’ve take it literal
they spoon feeling softer than their last bite of cereal
i’m cut from a different cloth, seeing my material
you wanna be a boss but not at least bit managerial
dudes chase chains and whips to feel bitter
but on a track i run circles around your field n-gg-s
more than rap, i make herbals out of you real n-gg-s
quarterback of the turf, in this chorus stacks as curtains
we on the map with a purpose and that’s to feel bigger
’cause that’s the state of mind you find with a real winner

champions, and while we sitting at the top
the ball still rolling, no, it’s never gonna stop
we leaving here spun, know it’s what we run
so if you wanna be a winner we can show you how it’s done
champions, standing out from the crowd
head and shoulders past the rest, shooting above the clouds
that’s top gun, others walk, we run
so if you wanna be a winner let us show you how it’s done
champions

ok, the soul writer of the soul writers
the only one who get your nose whiter
oh, your nose whiter, double meaning like the snow in line up
it’s two lines that go up and do time
and know that in due time the dope is to use lines
and how you flicking your leg and hoping for blue lines
i mean suicide, you know it’s a suicide
the feeling there’s just something you know that you usually find
that’s me in a spoon, more or less on a b
and that means all of you is more or less all of me
i rap different, stack different, know to pack different
and no, i don’t act so i’m guessing i act different
life from the side where the billings is blind
and they all reciting me so them buildings is mine
for the love of the issue at hand you can either pose with trophies or sit in the stands

leave me solemnly or get the f-ck out my way
i’m like jordan on 90, boy you ball, you don’t play
i take this rap sh-t serious, no kidding around
till i close my eyelids and drop me in that ground
i went from spitting it on the block to spitting it at the metz
when i was lost, sleeping on the motherf-cking couch
this lonely rider rather have a date with destiny
play hard to get unless you want me desperately
and for them other heads who wanna second guess me
guns go bam like ‘recipe
i was born a champion, rap that g up
born to fly, my outcome will be aaliyah
ball way better for the nonbelievers
time to remind your case that you got amnesia
‘i don’t take no loses, turn this game into a house of a thousand coffins

- local mu12 lyrics

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