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max ali – t.r.w.b.t lyrics

(verse 1):

g*nius

i can feel it

this the one, i can feel it

yeah

greatest in my generation
i deserve the status
among the placement of greatness in the ages
of the dedicated
in a game where using ya brain is so vacant
cuz these girls is so brainless
i can drop a tape every month if i wanted to
and take all the girls that you thought was in love with you
so swallow ya pride
cuz i heard thats what you sucka’s do
so you start to see that they really don’t f-ck with you
so you can’t offend me
when i’m loading up this semi
and i fill it with these verses
that i know is so murderous
connecting all these lines
like i wrote this sh-t in cursive
this would be the bible if it wasn’t for the cursin
so they become fans when they see me in person
knowing i’m the man
so they done with the searching
cuz this is my time
neon deion in primetime
99 down the f-ckin sideline
cuz i just be flippin sh-t
like i am illiterate
they ask me am i feelin it
man not even a lil bit
i feel these real beats, rest in peace
all black sh-t
i k!ll these
death comes in 3’s this my hat trick
drop my 3rd mixtape
n-gg- get ya sh-t straight
a year and a half
but they looking like i been great
i just hit my home stretch
somebody get the ben-g-y
they know im not k!ller but i swear they won’t temp me

cuz this sh-t ain’t fun
i want somebody just to diss me
they whack -ss lines
knowing that i get busy
so if you feelin froggy
please leap to ya death
turn this to a track meet
and let my cleats meet ya neck
man i put this beat to rest
thats 1-8-7 sh-t
name ya favorite and you see who i’m better than
less than 2 years got me feelin like a veteran
my sh-t been cold
i don’t need no medicine
i been sick forever
cuz i been the sh-t forever
since biggie came out rappin in them coogi sweaters
that was 1994
when i seen the open door
when my mom gave birth to a f-ckin brick of raw
that turned into to me n-gg-
so i od’d n-gg-
word to og’s sippin on them oe’s
told mike brown
just rest ya soul please
we got a 1-8-7 on the f-ckin police
cuz im tryna k!ll everything
n-gg- dont test me
running every verse
swear i deserve a espy
been running sh-t like the cops was tryna catch me
if i got one shot
i swear i must be reggie-miller
man a k!ller cuz i leave no trace man
know they just be frontin like wigs with the lace man
every drug dealer just talking like he ace man
nickel and dime n-gg-s need to learn the place man

(interlude):

please put on your black hoodies and proceed to the nearest exit
i need you to find any crooked cop you can find
and begin to open fire
the revolution will be televised

(verse 2):

vision diluted from these shooters thats been shooting
standing on the balcony but i’m next to martin luther
jfk down the expressway
we riding through roofless
like yea we heard the shots
but we don’t know who’s shooting
cuz they hands in my pocket
man they always tryna rob me
detroit red
this is way before the prophecy, the eulogy
i seen what it do to me
somebody gotta die tonight
that could be you or me
cuz truthfully
its a lot of sh-t a n-gg- trying to achieve now
platinum alb-ms
even got hova on the speed dial
feelin like the greatest
every time i drop a freestyle
talking bout the best then you talkin bout me now
this is non scripted
cuz this is nonfiction
this ain’t for a non thinker
man you might not get it
cuz this is not minimal, this is for the criminals
this is when you get the phone call
she missed her menstrual
this is notorious and la don’t f-ck wit you
biggest rapper on the east coast and they lovin you
they a vegas night
after the fight in a bmw
it will be televised cuz there is no subst-tute
so hope they don’t k!ll ya
hope they don’t k!ll ya
man ferguson is looking way too familiar
god bless america but god d-mn america
caused this hysteria
man mind gon bury ya

- max ali lyrics

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