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legible - anticipation lyrics

(intro)
this is sort of like a-
teaser for what i got in store
alright-
lemme start this off
lemme start this off
(derek better listen up)
lemme start this off

(verse 1)
lemme just start this off by showing this sped that his bars are soft
call it what you want
compet-tive diss or shots or
attempt at bringing you down
i see you’re singing now
so all i want
is for you to think of how
you already lost
raised in poverty? not
my thoughts are more dark
so i got you singled out like match dot com
rest in peace to mumble rappers, zach is charged
talk to the hand like an apple watch
you cats are soft like raf on god
on god i’ll-dig deep, take dirt out on this goldmine
i’m in reach, and over your head like a phone line
so hit me, leave zach a message, you gon’ die
of envy, your bad reception and slow rhymes
are empty, i should take on someone my own size
the temp freeze, then you’ll face the glare from these cold eyes (ice)
retreat, i got these mc’s at low tide
all washed up, and then you’ll get decked, that’s a boat ride
but most times, rappers throwing shade from the sh0r- line
these palm trees can catch some hands, they think i’m soft just at a glance
but half are fans of trashy bands that rap and dance to lofi
i’m actually saying something, that’s half the equation
tho cause you have to aiming for an impact on the radio
or your goals die
i’m shifty like a 6 speed and my roads wide
hit streak, ore you can mix with this iron, but if it don’t shoot, then you know that the chromite
i’m sayin’
legible has got him all up
in a panic
you know that i always come in first, and you’re a minuteman so
if you wanna get these hands just diss me, permission granted
just know these lyrics will end up cookin’ you like a sk!llet, pan or
coleman grill or skip over my name like you’re river dancing
any bars that you sling at me will be, self inflicted damage
like aubrey hansons wrists when she’s anxious
my bars are untouchable- that’s a histogram but-

(hook)
rappers wanna speak on me with bitter hatred
i notice the respect lost-
still i’m famous
i let my success talk-
you’re not in the conversation
don’t make me use your career as a demonstration
this is a psa like psalms abbreviated
album on the wayyyyyyy
here before you- know it
feel the antic-p-tion

(refrain)
get out the way
get out my face
get out the way

(verse 2)
get out the way
don’t got a minute to waste
writtens are spillin’ with rage
when i’m fillin’ a page
i’m in a (3x)
i’m in a place
where subliminals aim
hittin’ your literal brain
so vision is tainted, occipital pains
and i spit in a way where division will break
into things that i say cause i’m splittin’ the game
in deliberate ways and you’ll fit on my plate
when i get in your face with a grin that’ll make
you just shiver and quake cause i guess separating
these peasants was merely a sliver of cake
i don’t even care if you’re eleven ph
decisions are based
on making sure you disappear without a chemical trace
you know my rap cadence is very intimidating
i glare and you simply gaze and
just stare, get out the way
of the man who’s gonna take
it from here so feel my reign
got a richmond body type
but i’m not fair in any way
read my lyrics or start staring at a cage
hear the lyrics that i lay
from maryland to maine to delaware to golden state
to spirit lake or anyplace and they can’t wait
album on the way, feel the antic-p-tion

(refrain)
get out the way
get out my face

(verse 3)
what the (4x) whats the matter with you all?
i guess i’m sick of writtens that’re given little recognition, even when they are
they’re picked apart
unlike these other spitters i got a couple writtens that’ll make you look into the sky when it’s dark and you will see that it was written in the stars
for me to be the best to rip em with the bars
got a nice grip on the mic
whip it into your spine, slit it with a vice grip and
i might flip like a light switch, pyrotechnic with a lighter
in addition to a light strip, in other words, i’m quite lit
with bright quips, recite this
from the mountain of my chips that i get
keep tryin to reach the highest tip
with an ice pick in the side of it
bars i’m setting, you ain’t even in sight of it
you ain’t even inside of it
cause if i’mma write a diss
i better hate you quite a bit
–
imperfect
will define searchin
for life purpose
inside verses
with lines working to fight
worsening times and
the goals i’m chasin
road is paved so lemme take the first step wearing jordan 8’s with rope laces
what up derek james william barney, put your whole name in
you won’t make it
got your taste of real bars and dropping disses on probation
from your cold bas-m-nt
i won’t take it
you’ll never be no rose from the pavement but
yet you think you rose from the ashes- like some guilt proof phoenix
and called it resurrection which means that i k!lled you g*nius
get the tear proof kleenex
and don’t you make this what this ain’t (saint), you still drew brees it
fake kids claim it- real dudes mean it
i got this boy in a rage
cause he’s not talented enough to respond to a single point i made
you can’t even grow braids
you loathe the way
i point mistakes out
even if you hold the blade
or chrome, you’re way out
of your league
i dropped one diss
and now you can’t avoid a case now
in the way so i destroyed this lil tay
it’s no debate now
go ahead and pull up with your whole gang
of 4th graders with toy grenades
you haven’t even scratched the surface like a close shave
dislocate your shoulder blades
you’ll be saying that you want smoke to your grave
your jokes are dryer than your caskets coat of paint
you wanna meet up like a butcher shop with hooks for beef
but even if we got on kotd or url i wouldn’t link
you’re just mad that my album will be a compilation of every sk!ll set you couldn’t bring
you’re rappin with mom jokes and already pushed to the brink
that track was so bad, you were caught walkin with prozac
trying to make a quick buck cause you can’t afford a hat- no cap
i can’t condone trash
it won’t last
you came at me, and you’ll be wheeled out with a toe tag
you may believe
that i’ve never been with a lady d
maybe that’s because my radius for dames is greater than 80 feet
“you better duck zach!” from what? the fake beams he aims at me
from his baby seat? go ahead and threaten my mom
at least i have a mother that can be taken away from me
i hate you g
if you do not think i’m the alpha, bet i will school you from-
a to z, to z to a, to c to h, to h to c
dont play with me, complete sprain
this is no compet-tion, i do a battle and people pay to see
act like you’re all hardcore and
a block rover
you ain’t done nothin hard
you were dumb enough to get caught for it
even if i fail, i fall forward
like you did when you got crossed over by lovelle banks
i’m the bomb huh? well thanks
i’ll compliment you on the fact you got your v card taken by a cell mate
boy this is a chess game, knights takes an l
and bishops never went straight
so keep making crooked moves p-wn, checkmate
way to freestyle, hope it went great
enjoy prison homie
you got sent straight to h-lls gate for decades
i’d like to see you say it to my pale face
3 months late son
why don’t you rake up all the fake sums of the paper that you claim to
have and buy a car so you don’t have to take one?
the fake thug that’s used to the taste of
defeat- on his taste buds
so he- tries to make up
these stories in his songs cause when you look in the mirror
i know for a fact that derek james barney has to hate what-
he sees lookin back with a greasy face, no clean slate
maybe in the next song do more than 3 takes
and master a beat with some real b-ss
my lyrics crank- out more views than your diss, check the g*nius page
i’m not wasting any more studio time on you dj
finally got out the clink, eh?
boy i’m rappin longer than receipt tape
but coming at you is startin’ to get cliche
i like to be hard to reach
so keep on failing robberies cause you have more charges than streaks aye
been to the pen but can’t use one to save your life, lyrics made
from your pen cut in half and making k!ller verses from the ink stains
facin you is a complete waste cause
you’ll be dropping disses in 15th grade
i had you cr-ppin your gene’s from dna
so you tried to work with ebk
and they dropped you like your gpa
once you stuck up walmart and you didn’t beat the case
another rapper mad cause i trump what they create -feeling empty
when he sees he can’t lyrically best me
i wasn’t even gonna say nothing
scott had to convince me, but i’m peelin’ back the layers on this beef
you want smoke from me and clausen? guess we’ll c
so pay attention on black friday yeah that’s the release date
so thanks for all your streams, and believe me it won’t be lame
keep playin, i got bigger things to do than instill fear
this is goodbye derek- i had my fun with your career
pay attention to imperfect to make things clear, album of the year
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actually wait i hope you get hit with an extended stay
and theres roaches on that bed you lay
i hope you have to work back every dollar you pretend you made
this selfish, lame, pathetic faced, mess up straight from the detention center was made to get set on the right path just to never go straight
maybe those years will teach you some personal traits
with a complexion the equivalent of a urinal cake
who never learned from mistakes
so when i mail this track to you, you better replay
and think on it when you serve food or can’t land a job at a bk
cause you were always trying to prove something dj
when you get out i honestly hope you get a clean slate
your dream was to prove yourself as a criminal, i hope it feels great
when the best years of your life are spent behind steel plates
so when youre forced to -ssemble those tree planks, i hope you reflect on those d grades
cause you’ll be making tables for the schools you didn’t appreciate
believe it or not, i feel your pain
i never wish for an enemy to see the cage
but in the next 4 years i might be married across the planet while fights in the prison cafeteria will be the only thing he’ll engage
your view for the next year or 4 will be out of cloudy windows and peeling paint
i wish the best for you, but the sad thing is, i don’t believe you’ll change
you lived in a 3 story house, that’s why you seem so fake
i might rap hard like skido but at least i’m frank
cause even when i went to public i never pretended to be like the men that i wasn’t
so now i think it’s only fitting i hit a rapper with some poetic justice
looking g-y, intended pun cause you were lookin a little suspect
and when it comes to battles, i’ve written dozens
so destroying you took next to nothin’
but the bars you used against me were part of your repercussions so when you said the metals dumpin’ you just acknowledged your own demise cause you’re used to a pen that’s rusted
sayin that you bring the shotty and the 22
so dj can’t even just catch a body till he’s 22
so what it do?
i got a clique that could pummel you
but giving you the easy way out ain’t what i’m gonna do
but when you called me the b word for the 50th time, i felt that
up until that point it hadn’t cl!cked, like a belt strap
your parents took your phone the second you got a new one
so honestly i’m just glad that you finally got your cell back
i think i’ve proved my point
so go and get my album and my shots you better duck
cause imma snap on you if you reply, still i wish you –

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