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ashtin larold - good looks (2011 mc showcase) lyrics

[verse]
yeah
i’ve been that n0body screaming, “f-ck the mainstream! it’s over-hyped!”
blew up from this battle overnight, now they know i’m nice
flow is so precise
wearing gloves when i hold the mic
so my hands don’t get frozen by bars colder than polar ice
f-ck you, i love you; bipolar on the track
you see a flash of white before you die, like polar bear attacks
f-ck a, chip on my shoulder, got a boulder on my back
with vocab more addictive than the bogies in your pack
laying vocals on the track, you can keep the f-cking paperwork
they said i wouldn’t do it, so i made it work
slaying verse after verse, press repeat, then rehe-rs-
’til you hear me playing on the radio on your way to work
can’t let this slip, man, i gotta get it poppin’
cliché as it may be, failure’s never been an option
i’m climbing to the top, and i ain’t slowing down or stoppin’
’til i blow up bigger than the oklahoma city bombing
i don’t think you understand just how much i need this
i wanna be a millionaire; where the f-ck is regis?
if eminem’s a god, then it’s only fair i’m jesus
i’ve been doing this before i had a hair above my p-n-s
man, i need this
twice as savage as the macho man
laying bodies on the beat; i’m the f-ckin’ son of sam
traveled down the rabbit hole, stumbled on a promised land
shootin’ for the moon; wake me up when the apollo lands, yeah
and watch me stomp inside a crater
speaking of apollo, i’m like rocky to these haters
authentic’s all i know; being fake’s not in my nature
spittin’ bars so hot, they could evaporate a glacier
yeah, i’m on my inconvenient truth sh-t
-ss-ssinate a rapper on some john wilkes booth sh-t
who’s this new kid spitting f-cking ruthless?
hip-hop’s messiah, better run and tell judas
yeah, i could write a track with my eyes closed
ain’t you seen me yet?
you must be wearing f-cking blindfolds
cause i know that my flow is ice-cold
it’s got this game by the neck in a f-cking vise hold
yeah, i’m gonna choke it ’til it’s snappin’
got the ball rolling; only time will tell what happens
got the drive, and i got the style and the talent
i re-invented rap; i should have the f-cking patent
but i’mma do this sh-t my way
made my own lane ‘cause there was traffic on the highway
shook the game up, and it landed f-cking sideways
but that’s enough; this beat’s giving me a migraine

[outro]
calling out token, k!lla kre, ben sommers, and slim jesus
smoke weed

- ashtin larold lyrics

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