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psychs - churchill downs lyrics

(everybody listens when i spit my verse
everybody’s got a one mic, but i did it first)

the only time they sliding is on ice, skates
i promise you, them boy there ain’t threatening me
mummy said, ‘be careful, of your medicine will, turn into your poison, the smoke i got for them boys ain’t letting me breathe
the same boys that were giving me verbal turned vegan, ’cause they realised thеre ain’t a chance that we’rе settling beef
she said she wants p’s
sheesh
she best be talking peace of mind, because there’s no way she’s getting this d’
d+mn right, boujee
had to tell the gang to pattern up
the tax bracket going up
so what’s coochie?
it’s another side piece inside this 5+star movie
and if, i’m the main character, it’s 5 stars, truly
my toxic trait is thinking n0body ain’t touching me
it must be true, because, there’s n0body on top of me
making moves in silence is vital, there’s pythons, it’s driving me, it’s off licence, and that’s the boss in me
who’s stopping me?
from being the greatest in this game?
i’m on c+cky flows
gotta change my flows
they’re trying too hard to copy those
the drip is immaculate, they can’t match it, they copy bro’s
started from the bottom, all the way to the top we rose
self+raising flour, when you’re hot, they try to dampen you
yeast, still i rise, maya angelou
eesh’, you’re not a bad boy, because the gang’s with you
if you can’t do it by yourself, then you gon’ fold when you stand alone
man are talking crud’ until they step in the battle zone
if i can’t retalliate with gang, then i act alone
and capping his opinions, i been rapping with facts alone
i really been about, don’t get it twisted like ankle bones
this is high renaissance poetry, michaelangelou
i’m a lion in this game, these little rappers are antelopes
i been praying to my god, you can’t be standing as man alone
listening to proph’s ‘plan a’ when i walk
i feel sorry when they’re capping, it’s upsetting, word to proph, but you don’t suffer writer’s block when you live what you talk
independent, me and richi’ hit a milli’ views
then, we took the plaque and put the frame up in my living room
sheesh’, i’ve been k!lling tunes
i slaughter those
abortion flows, man are my sons, but i’ve been k!lling youts’
i’m hearing half+hearted rappers wanna aim for me
you got the bars, but you ain’t got the heart to aim and squeeze
they keep drawing me out, it’s minor though, they keep failing, even if it’s picasso, no one’s painting me
it’s all talk, until i say i’m local sainsbury’s
someone tell these silly kids ‘don’t play with me’

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