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prod by zee – cappin’ rappers lyrics

[verse]
i just keep pressing reflexes ricochet the weak essence
defence like military, reject the pretences
i’m of the respected, people with the real message
preach to who i reach when i speak the deal feel wreckage
vandalize the composition and the competition
on a mission, you not rеady for this premonition, never missing
always hitting shots though, ain’t no dеsperado
step in with bravado, that’s the real true motto
not yolo, lone wolf living life for dolo
got them people bouncing up and down like a yoyo
stab me in the back, crop you out like a photo
used to ride freestyling with the homies in the volvo
’bout to blast off like the apollo
and that might be for many a hard pill to swallow
my heart’s hollow, been broken many times, i know
but i can never wallow in my sorrow, ’cause i’m on for tomorrow
my bars sound like they dropped me in the deep end
but it depends how deep i am with the pen
they sleep on me like deep rem
my heat it, ain’t no pretend
on the beat i never descend
i keep the sharpened pen for many men who want a de+friend me
punchlines, like iron mike’s right hook
everybody else’s rhymes in the spam in outlook
waste of sp+ce in the sp+ce of waves
y’all just crannies and nooks
i’m like the higher power people read about in the book
’cause i’m blessed son, like oscar blesson
i’m on the track like smith & wesson, to teach a lesson
i just rev on the track like a foreign car
y’all can not afford the bars
i can’t beat mine, ’cause they immortal, dawg
but i’m a mortal being, came from out the portal meaning
and that i am abnormal, but my aura gleaming, i be scheming
on ways to take over, music got them people fiending
i feel like jay hova, yankee hat really leading, wassup?
it’s like these rappers in the game talk ’bout they the best
but they just bluff, not tough, they be capping
acting like they got they paper stacking
but they actually lacking the capital
they don’t even rap at all, they just act fanatical
’bout the clout and success that be coming with it, i’m above em’ winning
while the digits run right through the ceiling, really an amazing feeling
all for me just phrasing words and telling em’ about the meaning

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