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malcom mufunde - bull's eye lyrics

yeah
chitown!
they been running their mouth, now i got a resting piece
who’s ready to mumble anytime and make ’em rest in peace
don’t be saying sh-t to me, i was raised in p-ss
without a pot for it, i survived on raisin peas
no sh-t, i won’t lie- i grew up with a father figure
but i won’t say it like my father earned your father’s figures
you need to learn you was spoilt, even your father figures
we learnt to live penniless, the motto was f-ck the figures
who am i? the rapper who never f-cked up, my discography virgin
i’m charlie sheen with the verses
the whole industry knows i’m sick
even a mighty river wouldn’t flow like this
but rappers soon catch feelings, they got a tiny temper
who’d thought i could be more invincible than tinie tempah?
but we kept scoring, and we kept going
they couldn’t change the game, now it’s the scoreboard they’ trynna tamper
got my skeletons out the closet like they’ openly g-y
i got nothing to hide, i’m jekyll everyday
chitown sitting on top of them like london buses
i don’t make hits, my brother, i make cl-ssics
before these rappers could talk, i was already causing mayhem
i was a problem before soulja boy could tell ’em
these rappers subpar like a night meal
murder them with intelligence; i k!ll with my iq
my crew crooked and they’ all blacks, call ’em new zealanders
i avoid these white squares like i’m playing checkers
’cause me and the gang get our paper together like staplers
i’m sick but it ain’t contagious
i came in like the fbi, did it with a bang
so big my 16 became a universe
but i still oppose the universal laws and scheme
i sonned rappers that were older than me
they won’t believe the hype until i make its cover
my only compet-tion never made it through rubber
i’m hanc-ck, y’all know this n-gga fly
they’ll think i’m g-ssing until liquid coming out their eyes
you snitches are like bibles, always end up with a revelation
when i mention god, i’m speaking in third person
god’s set too hype, he tears up the stage
next rapper get stage fright, there’ll be tears up the stage
who am i?

- malcom mufunde lyrics

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