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christxphvr - lowest potential, vol. 1 lyrics

[verse 1: team lo larok]
nothing but a dirtbag, and baby, i be cool with it
swimming with the sharks and i be hanging with the hooligans
name tastes sour if you speak it with that goofy sh+t
i be with the team, we making records ‘til we run a hit
once we run it up, we run a muck on all these f+cking pr+cks
gimme what i want, and once i’ve got it i’mma split
i’ve been dealing with these demons
they keep me away from dreaming
this sh+t is more than music, it’s the reason i be breathing
[verse 2: team lo jennings]
every time i hit the mic i put my life into the rhyme
wear my heart out on my sleevе
this the team, it’s do or die
this is sacrificе
you wouldn’t ever believe
what you cappin’ bout?
it’s getting harder to breathe from always biting my tongue
but maybe it’s ‘cause i’m young
i’m never falling in love ‘cause love was never enough
from early i had to grow up
now i want my blow up
walk around in h+ll where half of y’all wouldn’t show up

[verse 3: kg slimes]
ayy, h+llo
you meeting kg for the first time?
like jello, they know my last name is f+cking slimes
murder p+ssy, break hearts like i’m committing crimes
take all my fly sh+t and put it in my f+cking rhymes
okay, you know a young n+gga showing hate
coming through, n+gga, f+ck out of my d+mn way
i’m nice enough to take your mother on a good date
i’m young as h+ll so i hope she do not catch a case
i take pills or else i’m bouncing off the f+cking walls
sitting back, i make every song a great song
like tj: “it’s time to shine,” been waiting so long
i get ‘em kicking, all these girls tryna f+cking call
okay, i’m just spitting my raps
and say winning like satan
and sitting here looks on grinning
like, girl, i’m hitting
oh wait, i’m just kidding
i’m dripping like water
got demons slippin’
it’s calm and committing
on god, i ain’t quitting
i’m not a midget
and she’s a 10, man
i caught in skidding
death i am skipping
my dreams so right at the top i’mma hit it
[verse 4: munewell]
aks we slanging bangbangs
don’t scream no: “gang gang”
yee+yang, i let my chain hang
she l!ck my earring
i’m singing it
i just put the rock up in my ear and now i’m banging it
soulja boy ain’t first to f+ck her, you know i am cranking it
yeah, i was just spitting my sh+t
yeah, yeah, shorty wan suck on my d+ck
oh, oh, this ain’t no jig, is a trick
sh+t, sh+t, by the way i’m slinging this brick
codeine straight to my liver
can’t drink no liquor
in spite, no kicker
‘cause blood is thicker than water
beat up on my chest like i’m f+cking king kong
she looked at me like i did something f+cking wrong
i might take a trip to france or hong kong (ayy)
she grabbing at my chest like: “oh he’s too strong” (let’s get it)
perish, i’m rocking carrots
no need for rabbits
big planets hang between my legs just like basketb+lls

[verse 5: boogle]
yeah, i’m that young short n+gga and i’m keeping it gee
want more than only eight figures, i’m still manifesting
and get a nice tennis baddie who not for the streets
i got a lot to f+cken say, so i’mma murder this beat
ever since i was a lil’ kid i started rhyming and spit
i heard these new age f+cken rappers, they’ll be copying sh+t
all of them sound the d+mn same; broken record repeat
habada gada becguraa, i can’t hear a d+mn thing
so i’mma take them back to school to show the power of ink
for every bar i ever said i did it like a d+mn king
don’t give them leverage over me, ‘cause they’ll use it like a tool
i calculate my every move
a lot of sh+t has improved
they’re like: “boogie you changed, you different now”
“even the way you rock the mic, i’m still surprised”
“you got it in a headlock, the grip real tight”
“may allah bless you in this life and the next life” (aw f+ck)
[verse 6: urio]
i’m hoping, wishing, praying for a better day
i mediate for my blunts for the road
normal mode i’m not in
i’m caught in depression
i’m not in suicidal mode
at the wrong road got me closer than ever
f+ck the weather we never start to get the won
whatever shall i do
and it too hurt me so dirty
so very early, f+ck
and now i dillydally like a lazy motherf+cker
but i promise it’ll get better
my life’s f+cked like dirty mixes
i’m 30 inches deep in sh+t
i’m still keeping it chill while trying to be keeping it real
i still feel ill
let me sit in the rain
i’m high, i already hit the blunt
i got pain, the enemy got steady aim
he throws bs on my plate, not very great
the place of hate comes from evil people (yeah)
fatal days keep me technically awake (uhn, uhn)

[verse 7: gtech]
on sight, i’m god like when i’m on mics
flaunt with a strong pipe, p+wns get wiped
cuz y’all small like cod bites
you messing with the wrong guy
like d++++ with the wrong type
i’m hype
like virgins on prom night
sitting on the john
spitting beyond echelon
fighting with me is like diabetes against a klondike
fighting with me is like a side piece against a blonde wife
i belong right
in a house with a nice lawn
my songs tight like a thong
hotter than a bong
zeus in playoffs like when lebron strikes
forget truce, i’m bruce with crews
hang you with a noose like they living a wrong life
running heists like a poltergeist with spite
call for advice (yeah) or brawl
eating carcasses like parasites (take two)
sharpened mind without having to carry knives
depressed like married lives
a canine ready to bury lives
(it’s gtech)

[verse 8: matt cruz]
see, i’m front of the class but i sit in the back
knowing 1 plus 1 equals 2 but ain’t too good at math
i could be lost on this road but i’m still on the path
and what you cranking out your dome, man, i spit out my ass
and i could turn you to a p+ssy like you kissing the back
run rounds right around you, i don’t run out of track
a triple rhyme i write in the line, all my ticks in a hat
yeah, my bars so clean this sh+t saran+rap
and this ain’t even close to my worst
i’m a ghost with a curse and it hurts
i could roast a verse and make it look like i’m toasting the words
i don’t know my worth, but i heard that i’ll give you the works
this sh+t sick, when i spit in it takes like dessert, ooh
and not a man on this earth could match the mind of matt, the amateur master at work
‘cause i’m the howl in the night, i’m the demon that lurks
i’m the fear that you feel at the bottom of your bottle or perks, uhn
and i don’t really like to squeeze ‘til it hurts
sometimes it’s hard to give a b+tch all of the sh+t they deserve
to be the bigger man you know to chew the hand that serves
so when i give, i’m never expecting to get reimbursed
and they ain’t nothing but a thing they can take and i take
i can wait, ‘cause payback comes day by day
and while they washing off the stand, they only bail in shame
‘cause they always begging for change so they can stay the same, yeah
face the pain, here’s an all+mighty push
if you let me snap on the game i’ll have you grabbing your tush
all it takes is one stroke with the brush
yeah, i’m talking long strokes like i’m all in your guts

[verse 9: christxphvr]
yo, don’t even need to say: “it’s christxphvr”
and y’already know i’m ‘bout to hit ‘em with my fist of words
body every syllable before i f+cking end my verse
thanos when i snap, ‘cause poof goes the multiverse
body heads with 1 line like a stick figure
but of course i bit it off, i don’t got 6 fingers
i got 2 of out 3, i just need 6 figures
you just a f+ck boy, while i’m a real ginger
it’s riggidy riggidy rap and i’m bringing it back
and n0body could fake it or make it much better than me so i take it that i’m going last
and i know that i’m setting the bar and it’s heavy
and all of the moves that i’m making are messy, but i’m moving steady
i’m ripping and k!lling the syllables, murder ‘em all like a syllable criminal
and i keep my sh+t minimal f+cking with digital
no time for liminal thoughts in my mind
and i’m running on time, but i’m honestly fine
and i’m set on my grind, no pennie’s just dimes
my 2 cents is useless without dope lines
and i executed my vision like: “dammit we really did this”
and all of it independent
i never thought i would hear it, but here it is and it’s brilliant
and everyone f+cking k!lled it so i couldn’t be embarrassed
i f+cking feel like a parent, because i’m prouder than ever
we f+cking did this together
whatever the weather in this we’ll still be f+cking racking up cheddar
like who did it better?, i mean actually ask
lp forever, we’re f+cking top of the class

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