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cryptive - hi royce... lyrics

[intro]
ay, this a tribute..to the best mc
hi royce!
let’s go

[gun harmonizing]
go brrrrt bap bap
bodies just drop drop
y’all getting boxed off
the coffins i drop off
i got em for your squad

that’s verbalising my theme: murder
i be serving
my kind of triplets, from an
m16 bursting
need burners?
imma find my 9 and i’m riding
got a bump stock strap in back if they
try to ride up beside him
i am the problem
commonly defined as the goat
imma reload
when i riddle you it’s not the kind you decode!

this raid you will not survive
swat em watch em drop like flies
this dude will dual wield
aim and spray on all you guys
k!ll on sight
strapped with gats with cataracts so
as they blast they harmonise
no 808s, y’all won’t slide

i’m getting the techs
the message is sent
your vital signs like your stock dropped into the red
you kids getting checked
if you were really thinking ahead
you would’ve read up before
you were red up, deaded and
ditched in a trench!
the sh+t i’m gripping it could
leave em finished for good
gun so big descriptions don’t even fit in a book
dangle em off the balcony
for thinking i’m suge
these b+tches is shook
go against me
i’m wishing they would!

[wishin]
before you grab your pen, trynna make your schemes hurt me
i’m only addressing disrespect from
those i deem worthy
let em catch the hammer
hear thunder clapping and ya
should be worried
not low+key, leave early, or leave early

graves take em away
stay making em pay
respect they owe then
have em write an ode and
reverse the
disrespect they gave
i’m incentivised to denigrate
watch me murk the
fake stay in your lane
ya weak to me
words that i’m etching gon’
murder the metronome
only write the type of lines that’ll
burn and give septum holes
in a sense i’m dope
they side don’t f+ck with me
except em hoes
accept i’m cold
learn that there’s levels bro

word, it was never close
one burst and they left as ghost
they words echo, in the halls
i’m from a different haunt

a world you will never know
i’m purging my lessers so
less is more
dope and more blessings
lesson em, let em know

listen close, let’s unfold
the type of magazine that make
they centrefold
i’m a staple, the kind you pin up
i’m with a pin up and i’m getting blown

[loved ones]
all of y’all lacking control, and ima go
slashing the throat
of favourite rappers, grabbing the throne
take it and im stashing that in my home
with the others kick my feet up on that b+tch, and i’m laughing real slow

ha ha, ha ha, know you battlers won’t
come with rah rah, i’m speaking sins, sn+tching ya soul
because y’all thought, your blah blah, was actually dope
i go bop bop, i bleed em then it’s back to these poems

in the schemes you see my evil twin
don’t delete the script, or plead the fifth
no, i leave it in
my voice’ll leak the truth through
these beats when i be ethering
k!lling it is not a choice for me
know it be the end
result when i’m speaking this

made of these ingredients
kendrick mix him with royce and preem
a good kid but not in my prime
spit hitting like floyd with the
strength of george foreman leave mcs grilled
spitting out all they t++th, all can see
cryps gift is destroying dreams

voiding beats, trashing em
blast and bring em back again
k!ll that b+tch a second time
to send to mix and mastering
i mastered my flow
the toe tagging protagonist so
i spit the verses and give meaning
like a backronym

have em flip
with that acrobatic wit
i balance beams, raps
and grabbing rings
have em hit the mattresses
practicing
banned techniques, korbut flip
accessing
secret styles, i keep em now
they cannot have the facts within

i flip scripts dude
you think that you
close no bro, i blow domes of
b+tches who
try to match it, psychopathic
when i grip this tool
explode
hitting you, with the
tick tick tick tick, boom!

[boom]
i been bomb, follow the record
i’m ticked off they get clocked trynna talk on my entrance
explode at shows, till they got me arrested
you get popped with the pile of bodies blocking the exit

i can learn you quick wit lessons, and just know that
this sh+t
i’m gripping could split your midsection
in a blink if ya testing
sharp blade iris slit if your staring

i’m alive in the mix and picked red
with two, wires to split
don’t trust me, you guys better dip
im writing this sh+t down for my benefit
so i don’t act out all the
crimes that i could commit

stepping in a cypher
judo flip ya, crushing rhymes
you won’t boo, you won’t speak
you won’t spit a f+cking line
it’s not going to stop
with the flow that i got
cause i became water y’all are
flowing like rock

fall back in the mix, get capped
you talk cr+p when you spit
halitosis, y’all chatting some sh+t
see ya better go the scope
theoretical reticles
put you in a concert with
pac rapping in it

don’t try to compete
i’m the one that they aspire to be
but know that ya won’t
find a repeat
deny and i’ll be
stealing ya life, like a thief in the night
flow patterns have ya
die in your sleep

it’s natural causes
rhyming disease, toe tagging
rappers regardless of the
time that it be, assassin of authors
don’t play this track in your car cause
each bar dropped’s a car bomb
you end up dead in your
tracks if you start up

better get away leave soon
this ain’t a threat okay
know that i never play, these dudes
pray my mental state be cool
for their own safety, true
cause i’m a walking talking moab boom!

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