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meek mill - dreamchasers 2 intro lyrics

[sample: mike tyson interview]
i’m the best ever. i’m the most brutal and most vicious and most ruthless champion there’s ever been. there’s no-one can stop me. i’m alexander, he’s no alexander. i’m the best ever. there’s never been anybody as ruthless. i’m sonny liston. i’m jack dempsey. there’s no one like me — i’m from their cloth. there’s no one that can match me. my style is impetuous. my defense is impregnable, and i’m just ferocious. i want your heart. i want to eat his children. praise be to allah!

[intro: meek mill]
yeah!
gangsta gri-zillz!

[verse 1: meek mill]
it’s a lot of bad b-tches in the building, amen (amen)
came in the game k!lling n-ggas, j-lin
when it comes to whips, i’m on some sh-t
i’m probably eight in (woo!)
and i got that four door aston martin on the way in
y’all n-ggas come out (come out), all the hoes stay in (stay in)
every time i come out (come out), movie in the making (yeah!)
realest n-gga in it all you got to do is say it
if a n-gga rap dissing, when i see him i’mma spray him
like bang, n-gga it ain’t no game (game)
philly n-ggas ain’t the same, step in your lane (lane!)
before that chopper hit your brain stay out the frame (frame!)
cause when i let it bada-boom, that’s bada-bang
p-ssy n-gga, ahhhh! right back like i never left
rollie on my wrist cost a camaro, yeah, the double-s (hater!)
ever since i made a milli, i ain’t been in trouble yet
still walk in the building and go bonkers with a hundred racks
hundred stacks, h-ll yeah, h-ll yeah, f-cking right
boy, i got your favorite singer really tryna f-ck tonight (ha!)
y’all n-ggas was sleeping on me, i was really up at night
tryna chase my dream, now i ball out the team
man, i lean off of this phantom (skrt!)
“i’ma boss” my anthem (yeah)
mmg my clique, that’s why your b-tch all on my d-ck
i got thirty racks in my pocket, i keep thirty shots in my clip
i get thirty racks for my verses, y’all don’t get paper like this
i’m getting money, must be illuminati
they think i signed up
’cause i just bought a new ferrari (new ferrari)
and when i make a hundred i’mma buy a new bugatti
i be with some philly n-ggas, they just trying to shoot somebody
tell ’em (tell ’em!), i swear i tried to tell ’em (tell ’em)
lampin’ in this penthouse, i started from the cellar (cellar)
and if she want that hammer all up in her i’mma nail her
word to my n-gga, ricky, we gon k!ll the game this summer
ahh!

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