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bigg$ - me, this beat & 44 bars lyrics

[verse 1: big g’s]
i heard they calling me old school, f-ck em’
i take this old tune, make your whole crew buckle
blacken & blue tracks if i’m jabbing with br-ss knuckles
these rappers is half -ss put a lid on that trash for you, i’m back
big g’s a.. certified beat eater
murder rhymes, not of this earth, i breathe ether
keep a gold mine locked in my mind
dig deeper, finding diamonds in the dirt & i smuggle em’ through your speakers
higher set dialect, die if you ain’t vibing yet
this is just a message for anybody that tries to test
at my worst, you wouldn’t see me with your best
so i ain’t charging ya’ll for bars, it’s for the time that i invest
step back to gather my thoughts
stopped moving for a moment though it only gave me more to report
ya’ll should know i’m predisposed to treat recording like sport
the flame spitting, hitting game winning shots in the 4th
that’s from full or half court, all net or off backboard
when i find my rhythm i just give em’ what they ask for
kid is on a mission, compet-tion looks a tad soft
cat is out the bag & now you p-ss-es meet the mad dog
i ain’t even got p-ssed yet, i’m busy rocking stages
ya’ll b-tches popping sh-t up on the internet
yo, gimme a minute i ain’t finished just allow the sound to interject
you ask around they tell you how i been a threat
awfully credible, awesome spectacle
all of ya’ll that’s on the jock should hop off my t-st-cl-s
borderline psychopath p-ss the medicle, hash & edibles hashtag that’s incredible
match point, sweating my next joint
so when i get to jammin in the function i’m a man among boys
poised in position to flip in your club of choice
i came to dominate in here & ya’ll can here it in my voice
slacked for a second, back with more weapons
force to be reckoned with, repping this ri wreckidz
i call bluff, you ain’t bringing stress in my direction
get them kicks cleaned up from the mess that you just stepped in
metaphors met with applause, crowd livest during my set
i see em’ hit the exit for yours
and so it seem to me that ya’ll should be rehearsing some more
curb all the talk, honestly it’s hurtful to watch
torch is p-ssed, now ya’ll finna catch my wrath
track record is respected there ain’t no questioning that
i gets busy, go on shove that list up your -ss
with a flow next to gold, flex the whole fresman cl-ss, i’m out

- bigg lyrics

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