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cris the kid - greatness lyrics

[verse 1]
yo cris
you just entered the hall of fame
i’m goin’ platinum soon, i feel it my veins
i’m high like a plane, i’m hotter than propane
i’m kane raisin’ h-ll, i’m’ insane, call me butane
anything equivalent to heat, my sh-t deep
my sh-t hard, yo sh-t softer than the beach
i feel like jordan against the celtics in 86
i feel good like the first time i f-cked yo b-tch
i dropped my lp thinkin’ i would get paid
i just want my mama not to work two jobs today
guess what y’all ?
we still argue
she hasn’t kicked me out again, because i lowered my volume
learnin’ respect as i get older and suffer in life
high like kite, bloodshot eyes, makes it right
carryin’ myself higher than the birds
hit up yo doc already, cause this sh-t just hit a nerve
my sh-t swerves, my fastball out of this world
yo -ss stunned, i just hit you with a curve
i’m here to strike
a jedi knight with my hands on the mic
my sh-ts beyond tight, even virgins get enticed
that psycho, born and bred maniac
first one pic-sso showed where the painting at
i’m special, told y’all i’m essential
and beyond pivotal to this hip hop instrumental

[chorus]
hey greatness
i think i just achieved greatness
i said hi, it p-ssed by wavin’
he told me “cris, you achieved greatness”
yes i patiently waited
i think i just achieved greatness
i said hi, it p-ssed by wavin’
he told me “cris, you achieved greatness”
yes i patiently waited
i think i just achieved greatness
i said hi, it p-ssed by wavin’
he told me “cris, you achieved greatness”
yes i patiently waited
i think i just achieved greatness
i said hi, it p-ssed by wavin’
he told me “cris, you achieved greatness”
yes i patiently waited

[verse 2]
i just touched greatness
my flow feelin’ unstoppable
undroppable, unmockable
highly f-ckin’ toxic yo
chemtrails can’t even touch this
i’m the guy makes yo girl reconsider who she f-ckin’
highly seductive, my seamen gives her concussions
i’m deadly with my c-m, as my d-ck is bustin’
aim for my prize like girls aim for size
i’m just warmin’ up this lyrical exercise
a message from the wise
yo rap dream just dump it
don’t p-ss me yo mixtape cause that sh-t i’ll chuck it
everybody who left me alone now f-ck them
i told my mama yo boy was gonna be something
latin prophecy iii, still recording at my crib
i still look around and i only see cris
yeah i look around and i only see cris
it’s only me and greatness up in this b-tch

[outro]
latin prophecy iii
told y’all
i wasn’t playin’ this time
i wasn’t playin’ this time
i told you mothaf-ckas
i wasn’t playin’ this time
(ughh)
word on my mama
word on my mama
we goin’ platinum one day ma
sh-t
ima buy you that house my grandma always wanted for you
right now i just copped a whip y’all with a little help from pops
shoutout to my homie chuux mastering this clean
you already know what i mean
shoutout to steps necessary
u.s.a to canada
you already know
murder murder
sh-t
cris the kid

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