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josh breezzyy - control (t-rex & hardbody response) lyrics

some of ya’ll know what time it is already though
what up!
this is for hip hop
all i’m saying is, what up! i love this sh-t man
s mogul what up!
st. droper what up!
and it go…

straight from the top man, never no written sh-t, yet i’m the only rapper from the island really spitting sh-t
if you ever question my craft
you can get it then
just wait for this last b-tch to go and hop off my d-ck
ill admit, first album was trash you can get me then, now i’m way ahead ya’ll n-ggas, that’s what 50 said..
better off, never ever cl1cking on my sh-t again, fabricated eminem, that’s all they ever said to him
yet n0body ever wanna be seen with the bars, he dropped a diss track, never even seen it at all;
not on the web, on his page, ain’t spread it at all
now he smashing my main fan like i can’t be in it for sure
think he winning, yet still working a 9-5, in some safety linens claim he grippin’ that 9-5
with no safety in it, crazy is it
this burger wanna get fried, and he say he in it
when he get dropped by 5 guys, now safe? he isn’t!
i ain’t talking to dude; i’m talking to you
everybody from con, t-rex
i’m talking to duke;
i’m talking to every rapper wanna go and throw my name round
like he won’t get laid out
n-gga let it spray now!
we was cool when i was young, man you taught me a lot
and it ain’t cool to bite the hand that went and brought you the pot
but you a 2 faced studdering b-tch
go and get pac’d, go and get shot
tell kaleah her son boutta lose on his pops!
but back to rex and sh-t
of with his neck again, this the best y’all mothaf-ckas got to go and represent?
guess again, you still a b-tch;
how many records spin?
you still got no dollars, lost ya dream, and now i’m livin’ it!
i ain’t one to talk numbers, i’m here to rap and sh-t… but because i really rap, my track list really backs the sh-t
i’m doing numbers, you tryna fall in love, man get over it
you can’t even flow or spit, i hope he really knows the sh-t!
hold my d-ck, f-ggot, you’d never let go of it
tell brenda come back in my dm’s we can joke a bit!
this for breeze, this for me, this for j to the b!
best rapper on the island, who’s li’s mc
that’d be me
from the streets
man you know where i be
so i see, i was never involved wit, limg
lets see, a bunch of phonies; wishin’ they was me!
say what breeze?
a bunch of phonies wishin’ they was me!
only one to get out the hood, make a name, man this the reason, ya’ll never see the fame, no comeback season
tell ya mom’s i said i’m sorry, i know she ya biggest fan
but its over!
i went and made kim renee sad!

- josh breezzyy lyrics

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