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brian october - i've got it lyrics

[intro]
ugh! m.i.k.e
shout out to food 4 thought
hugh!
they made this n-gg-!
mike lu
who gon’ make it like me?
n-body, i represent my
my hood, newtown!

[hook]
i grind harder, but hey
i still have it n-gga (x3)

[chorus]
coz i’ve got it
i’ve got it
i’ve got it sayin’
i’ve got it
i’ve got it
i’ve got it sayin’
i’ve got it oh!
homie i’ve got it
i’ve got it
i’ve got it
i’ve got it sayin’
i’ve got it oh!
homie i’ve got it

[verse : one]
i hold a bible so tight
i’m the lyrical pastor
got ’em hot chicks
raining like a fruit cyder
my flow so tight as i
ain’t rhymin’ so faster
ain’t knowing nothin’
that is why she call
me chaplin
tell her she ain’t right
and now she play that
fingure snappin’
packing our bombs
and getting ready
for the action
a thousand paink!llers
couldn’t even k!ll the pain
i’m runnin’ all the planet
so they callin’ out my name
(mike luuuuu)
say it now and rate it late
if i die another day
same amount you
gotta pay, i’ll be waiting
for the change
i’ve been known to spit
rhymes that will leave
your head spinnin’
look into my eyes
and you will see what
i’ve been sippin’
dreamin’ or wishin’
or wonder what i’m
thinkin’
couldn’t understand
why they’d ever set
a rematch
look into my eyes
and you would see
i’ll never leave rap
even if i leave, later on
i’m gonna need that
starting with my crew
coz i ain’t never got a
feedback
leave you with no
breath, i’mma k!ll you
when i’m done
straighted out
the window, i’mm be
your number one
if you got biz. i’m tied

[hook]
i grind harder, but hey
i still have it n-gg- (x3)

[verse : two]
i’m actin’ so hard
ain’t no man who gonna
stop me
hustle and the flow is
what got and now
i drop it
throw it all away
so i don’t think it’ll ever
come back
a bunch of street dancers
got me askin’
are we done yet?
bringin’ lotta peace
is what i swear i’ll
never do
come and beef around
i’ll turn your place
into a zoo
i’ll knock it all down
and place a bullet
on your roof
we cruisin’ out, higher
tailin’ playas by my hood
you tryn’a mess with me
you might end up in a
casket
find yourself dead
if you fall into my pocket
chasin’ out paper, wearin’
on yo’ blue jackets
people often wonder ’bout
the statement
that i told ya
i hold ya, i mould ya
n-gg- i’m a soldier
why you goin’ mad
if you struck onto
my shoulder
i told you i’m a roller
hook onto my poster
i’m straighted out the
huddle ’cause i’m all
about my music
i’m your number one
and all that flirt is what
i’m doin’
if i’m goin’ in, all ’em
rappers going through it
act so hard and flip that
doe
still no man ain’t tellin’
me no
i got my bling and got
my bone
here we go
me and my flow
i’m the champ
in the game
might as well
call me rocky
now i’m at the top
like i’m done
playin’ hockey
i got more lines
than the skin of
a zebra
syncin’ this sheet and
i got that game
now i hang around
and i got more fame
way up, up
man i know they came
i’mma eat me
’cause i love this game
not now shawty but until
that day

[hook]
i grind harder, but hey
i still have it n-gga (x3)

- brian october lyrics

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