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+bless+ (rage) - i made it lyrics

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[chorus]
i’m seein’ right through you, you can’t fake it ’til you make it (fake it)
looked down at my wrist, that’s when i realized that i made it (made it)
you can’t rap like +bless+, h+ll nah, you can’t take my cadence (cadence)
she down on her knees like she worship me, she a pagan (pagan)
feel like a vamp, go in the sun, get to bakin’ (bakin’)
made a blood bath, that’s what i’m gon’ bathe in (bathe in)
these rappers my son, copy me, but i ain’t raisin’ (raisin’)
(raisin’, raisin’, raisin’, raisin’) yeah

[verse 1]
how you shot like thirty and my bro ain’t not even grazin’?
pack came through the mail, we smokin’ jimi hendrix, purple hazin’
thеy be meat ridin’ on me, i can’t bеlieve the way the glazin’
i pop that pill, it get me dumb, and then they tell me i look asian (asian, asian)
right at yo’ brain, that’s the spot that x marks (yeah)
i gotta stay on my grind, ain’t poppin’ no x bars (woah)
i’m a g+nius, and you’ll never be as smart
my plug from venus, and i came right outta mars

[instrumental bridge]

[chorus]
i’m seein’ right through you, you can’t fake it ’til you make it (make it)
looked down at my wrist, that’s when i realized that i made it (made it)
you can’t rap like +bless+, h+ll nah, you can’t take my cadence (cadence)
she down on her knees, she worship me like she a pagan (pagan)
feel like a vamp, go in the sun, get to bakin’ (bakin’)
made a blood bath, that’s what i’m gon’ bathe in (bathe in)
these rappers my son, copy me, but i ain’t raisin’ (raisin’)
(raisin’, raisin’, raisin’, raisin’) woah
[verse 2]
ride in that muh’f+ckin’ ‘rari, i’m speedin’
they all love signin’ whenever i’m speakin’
moshin’ me and that’s what i’m unleashin’, woah
i tried to keep the peace, but they kept on f+ckin’ with me
i got this sl+t on her knees, and she wan’ come suckin’ on me
talked to your sister, she said “+bless+, won’t you come f+ck up on me?”
i ain’t feel safe in the streets, gotta hug on my heat
lil’ b+tch, i’m him, you know that i’m he
i got your b+tch up under my sheets
better not say one word if you takin’ a seat
i bet she ain’t takin’ no seat up in court
i want a jeep, i don’t want no accord



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