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215 records - 215 records cypher pt. 2 lyrics

[verse 1: exo j]
started from scratch we the team to match
cause when we rap on the beat everything you say is obsolete
we on the street thats concrete
slinging these traps spitting these raps
i don’t even know whats happening
this started as nothing we were the empire
f-ck around thats a sh-ll fire
we all got set attires
spitting for hours i’m not even tired
if you thought it was a game we’ll be gta
are we done what else is there left to say
spitting on your track how much you gonna pay
you a pig living in hay
these bum rappers don’t even know what to say
this game is f-cked
cops stopping us
thats disorderly conduct
we in the club we blowing loud
call me up step on the mountain
bury you to the ground
we ain’t f-cking around
this is a dream that’s gonna keep living
theres more than a feeling
we slaying beats as a k!lling
living lavish stacking paper
smell the vapor yo
dreams we had when we were youngins
we knew that we would make it
now we all kings but use your power wisely
when the sh-t we cook is kinda spicy
theres nothing but flames we all insane
we all insane
n0body playing your records
look at us on top of the billboards
stacking plays stacking plays
we managing plays
play this four four two
who the f-ck is you

[verse 2: eyezic]
bringing this cypher back from the dead
all these words they stuck in my head
two years back from stacking this bread
hoes hit my jack but i leave it on read
spitting straight heat i’m gone off the meds
just graduated that red and that black
hoes on my d-ck b-tch hop off my back
hop off the track and i’m on the attack
f-ck with the gang you know you’ll get clapped
we running up with the mask in our face
then we escape lets keep up the pace
moving like the wind like wheres the trace
jump in the car then we leaving the place
if they id then we catching a case
if we get caught then thats a disgrace
cause we already in this database

[verse 3: young taco]
back again for the part two
early morning you a cartoon
shining bright like a full moon
eating good with a gold spoon
bury rappers find their tomb
evil like the guy zoom
walter white cause i’m breaking bad
cooking blue in the meth lab
i’m chillin why you look mad
full of wisdom like a grandad
mike tyson with the left jab
i’m the greatest like ali
kicking raps like bruce lee
murder the beat k!ll spree
i’m the realest cause i’m me
this the crew us three

- 215 records lyrics

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