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braidz mc - day that i drop lyrics

[hook: dj corbett]
i dunno where i’m going, but i know where i’ve been
and i’ve done did this a thousand times before, sh-t i’m finna’ do it again
’cause i gotta keep moving, ’cause the game ain’t gon’ stop (nah)
and i gotta keep moving ’til the day that i drop

[verse: braidz]
on the day that i drop they’ll be praying i flop
because my aim’s to take the game straight faced to the top
i dunno’ what the f-ck i’m still here representing for
’cause every-time i spread my grain i end up with my head all sore
but follow my spirit i make em swallow their lyrics
there’s more c-nts in the scene than in a gynecology clinic
and i can’t be bothered with women, ‘less they got t-ts and a c-nt
guess i am a b-tch – ’cause i’m not giving a f-ck
ya’ll some pimples i p-ssed i heard your intro and paused
average bars, wack delivery, a sh-t flow and more
i’m f-cking sick of you all…
i’mma open jim morrison’s casket
then push you in through the doors
they’re asking “how your tracks this good, when your battle was a crack-up?”
’cause b-tch i’m a rapper not an a’capella actor
that’s why i’ll only show respect if you’re showing it back dude
what’s the point of putting hands out if no one wants to dab you?
sick of all this sh-t around me so i’m pushing past
just a rebel kid coming out the rookie cl-ss
and i know i drag-on about the fire i spit, though
been through h-ll so when i reach my peak i’mma get brim-stoned!

[sample: riddler – batman the animated series]
this is it. the end of the game, i’m a little sad actually, you were a worthy opponent but then, i told you i’d make a k!lling…

[verse: clue]
until the day i drop i got ’em body rocking put em in a coffin
throw a box of lozenges at rapper’s ’cause i got em coughin’
spewing up their words it’s not enough as if they’re trying to stop him
knocking down a b-boy when i’m rapping, sh-t they pop and lockin
nah they papa doc-ing
and i’m the up and comer from the country who will stand on stage to get the people bopping
i stay climbing up the ladder know i’m never stopping
we’re not on a road but man these chickens don’t know who they’re crossing
i mean, how do they not know i’ve got the sick flows?
the kid to come along and set the bars alight like flaming moes
the kid to murder rappers ’til the tags are on all ten toes
the monster now responds with just a line you know i break bones
they don’t even wanna’ listen ’cause they inefficient
with the lines i’m spitting blowing up just like a super villain
now when i party bring the town out – chris farley
these kid’s still wishing i’mma bow out – prince ali

[verse: matt coburn]
did it on my own i did it in my own way
own car i am drifting in my own lane
never did conform i listen to my own brain
back to the lab again i’m never stopping, no way
tripping out thinking way back when i started this
some people used to laugh but now they’re slowly getting it
i’ve practiced every single moment that i ever really get
it will pay off…
listen in
you have never heard of me that really is absurd too me
’cause certainly my rhymes and beats are ‘gonna ’cause a murder scene
they’re chopping heads off perfectly, it leaves ’em in the dirt it seems
that every thing i ever speak or write is making history
kicking goals, anybody got the mark?
arrogance my headsp-ce, let me go and learn my craft
don’t be caught behind, make a start
couple years we’ll be blowing in the f-cking stars

[verse: mini coop]
it’s mini coop and yeah we at it again
bringing you another cl-ssic for the addicts to pen
so whattup?! to the fans who will always support me
i make the crowd come together – like a well-timed orgy
and it’s off to the races no time for wasting
got off to a slow start but now i got ’em chasing like
step one, step two
k!lling every booth with just a check one, check two
’bout to make a move so where the groove at? ’cause these dudes are off-beat
and where the tunes at? ’cause these singers are sloppy
turning down collabs i ain’t tryna’ be c-cky
got these kids f-cking with i ain’t tryna’ be cosby, yo
they green in the face, somebody stop me
got these jim carry-esque men thinking they’ve got me
a little busy trying to tell your girl to get off me
been hot from the ground up – trying to be coffee
not chasing the money, not chasing the fame
not chasing the honey’s, not playing the game
but i’mma get it anyways ’til everybody knows my name
i’m legitimately ill they illegitimate okay?
and that’s the difference…

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