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d.s.o.m - main event lyrics

uh, it’s about d+mn time
it’s about d+mn time

yeah, yeah, yeah
i used to stutter on the beats, now i don’t anymore
i’m dropping hits on top of hits, yeah i’ve got plenty more
you would think that i would be more modest but i won’t
imma be the main event, open every single door
nah, i don’t need to run from competition, i’m the one
look up in your bank account, it be insufficient funds
do i gotta stop b+tton, h+ll no
do i gotta go b+tton, hit it b+tch and you know imma get that sh+t like woah
you could f+ck up a check, you could bust down a wrist
i could f+ck up the game, get my name on the list
you could ice out your arms, and you could f+ck on they girl
imma play out my cards, imma f+ck up the world
if i get the shot, i guess i gotta get it
pull up to the label office, tell em straight up like i’m tryna get it
anybody walkin’ in my way can get they body splitted
murder every beat, walk out the courthouse, got my ass acquitted
i don’t have a limit, here’s a snippet of the next to win it
tell my mom i did it, doing shows up on your television
2020 vision, you got flaws, you’z a pot to p+ss in
competition’s trash, i don’t even gotta listen
and now they call me out like a bad influence
threw up when they found out that they grew up in the city with me
then they tried to rap but now they blew it ain’t no pity wit’ me
triple language, yeah i’m fluent
with the words of wisdom, lyricism, comin’ up to change the system
and i don’t gotta play the victim, i don’t gotta do it
nothin’ to it, i’m not new to this, i’m cool with this
i’m flyin way above the game, ask the stewardess
i’m laughing at y’all lookin up, rap game call it humorous
and i’m just chillin in the booth, yeah i’m cool with this
i don’t buckle down under pressure, yeah i’m doing this
i measure up the game, show y’all who the ruler is
i’m drawing up the final score, and lookin’ who the loser is
teaching rhymes like it’s grade school
i don’t game but i play fools
silly opps think i’m fair game
i don’t play by the same rules
please don’t think that we both equal
you got no game, i’m the cheat code
i don’t gotta look it up
i’m playin by the rules of g code
sending shots, you got no ego
your game absent, cold sub zero
time to face the facts, okay
i’m shootin’ 3’s, you shootin’ free throws
this ain’t free, i need to tell you
makin’ sure we both know how to
know the difference that i make
subtract the hate and boost my value
look at how my rhetoric drag
preaching in my reverend bag
turn heads like confederate flags
and spit just like a veteran brags
only facts and nothing else
trophies stacking up the shelf
gimme every doubt you have
i’ll make sure that there’s nothing left
i’m gaining traction, moving up
you done now, get those curtains shut
this sh+t ain’t a game
i’m the realest mc in the cut
don’t need to be an opener
don’t wanna be content
set those curtains up, get ready
imma be the main event, let’s go

- d s o m lyrics

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