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rapzilla - so simple cypher lyrics

[intro]
okaywarren

[verse 1: muted mike]
muted mike
yeah, lookin’ at it like it’s so simple
go, got family freein’ up my mental
losin’ my temper when i screw up the tempo
got a long story, tell it every song i bite into
jump down to the core, better recognize
grant a smith & wesson, real heads on the rise
what i want is where i end up when i die
physically, mentally, followed by the winner, why?
what a simple guy here tryna rectify
what i want i’m foam on, don’t set the lord aside
got some catchin’ up to do, it’s been a long time for the most high
headed to reunions, tell the devil, “bye”
[verse 2: nxtmike]
nxtmike
i got a baddie carryin’ a baby, that’s bad bhabie
i’m in the car bumpin’ bad bunny, brr, brr, okay
i dispose of the foes that i wrote my soul
can’t have anybody tryna get messy wit’ all the goals
i been freshman before rapzilla
now i rap bigger, i’m pushin’ the spirit like i’m pushin’ grams
i’m tryna get my grammy on like jon bellion
i’m buryin’ the beat, i’m barely even tryin’, man
lean on the rock, lean wit’ it, rock, rock with the rock
all of the ratioing’ll make your head pop
you might think you sane, but the way you bolt
on the sin’ll have you sayin’, “he’s a runner, he’s a track star” (perfect)
millionaires blow their brains out for rizzle, baby
a penny for your thoughts worth more than a nickel lately
if someone on they way to h+ll, make sure they trip over they feet
so they don’t end up standin’ in defeat

[interlude: mvkeyyj]
man, man, man, what they talkin’ ’bout now? (okaywarren)
it’s the young boy himself, a+17, dallas, texas, baby
youngins worldwide ’til the day i die, true
hold on, look (mvkeyyj)

[verse 3: mvkeyyj]
young boy slide in this thing wit’ a chip
a lot of y’all trash, on god, i’ma skip
i’m the hardest in the game, i don’t even need a script
i just call it like it is, ain’t an ego trip
i just might thanos blip all of you wannabe jits
and it’s very distinct that y’all can’t hang with the kid
i did 2k in two times in one trip
now the father got me walkin’ in my leadership
hold on, riddle me this, how i’m efficient with these?
i’m more like chess to the game, y’all playin’ checkers with chuck e. cheese
i’m lookin’ like, “player, please,” my eyes is on higher things
in a world full of chasin’, i step behind me
in a world full of chasin’, i step behind me
they tryna lead the take just like an iv
got my head on straight, you know what i mean
what rg say? “thank god for that glean”
i’m on a whole ‘nother level, i’m holdin’ dallas together
i feel like gawvi, go get ’em, when i attack with the venom
i need my checks with the zeroes, and i ain’t never gon’ let up
they askin’ (“how is this dude so good?”), and i just tell ’em
that i body the beats and i be baggin’ the feats
you tryna step to the team? it’s worldwide with the sticks
and we live in the f+l+a from the hga
y’all witnessin’ the rise of a star, don’t play with me
[verse 4: tre’gadd]
uh huh, yeah, uh huh, yeah, yeah (tre’gadd)
hit rays in the ring of the lane, can’t keep me undefeated
’cause i know the way and i read it
can’t stay in the grave, i’m a saved michael jackson, gotta beat it
find me moonwalkin’ on a demon
i got the force like i’m yoda, choke out a cobra
moshpit is meetin’ the quota
i keep that thing like i’m moses, bars made of soda
stretchin’ my hands up like yoga
ooh, the skinny brother go and rap this divo
you seein’ what you gettin’, i ain’t incognito
see me goin’ up, not everybody my ‘migo
it don’t happen overnight, so why you lookin’ for a cheat code?
i get it, i live it
never been perfect, yeah, i admit it
i had some burdens, i played with serpents, had to quit it
livin’ in purpose, you cannot purchase this exhibit, it’s explicit, gang

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