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rumr - destined lyrics

[verse 1: j+r3d]
rap is my mantra
flow like a monster
best in my genre
goat like i’m mamba
dustin’ these n+ggas like porshe vs mazda
toyin’ wit’ prey then break em like tanka
mind on my goals and all i accomplish
raising my conscious, that is my solace
life is a fight, i’m going to the stoppage
so many demons pullin’ me like mosh pit
rumr the rasta
we ain’t no novice
crankin out songs like we making some pasta
you know the process beats we demolish
shots in the booth they can not abolish
mail all styles but that is not polish
prolly sound pompous, that i acknowledge
did it the longest without an accomplice
now i got team we the best in our province

i don’t boast that’s confidence
y’all lack hope no competence
check the signs i’m ominous
money on head, no common sense
i’mma do what onyx said
whut whut
i am the judge
throw up ya’ gunz
i break all the rules n+gga
you ain’t stoppin’ nun
i stick it and move through you like a truck
wake the f+ck up
you don’t want this bud
i’m sparking that flints
i ain’t talkin’ bout fudd
you get slammed in the mud
finna take all your buzz
your last day comin’ you better run

bars in the belly of the beast
stars i delete
i might lose it cause a scene
sonny you will never seeza my moment

i am explosive
step on you roaches
rippin ya’ body just like its covid
bars be shockin’ just look at the voltage
jokers be floppin’ thats word to jokić
splittin’ up flows you could call me moses
there is no stage but i want roses
i do most b+tch can’t you see
i flip a team and smoke ’em like meat

[verse 2: mugen styles]
everything i live been predestined
feeling festive
smoking tree like x+mas
my ex miss my ass man
lil bro handed me his mixtape
i threw it in the trash can
feeling bad, yeah
lil cutie
she been bougie from the start though
sharp points when i’m speaking like a dart bro
they moving slow
h+lla lard for the cargo
i’m in charge of shipping bars
i sell em for the low

how the riff raff
got b+tches on they tip toes
check for dinner
split that
i ain’t trust these hoes
i got my own soul
no one love me like me
spitting coals for tracks
fire under my feet

everything that i see
god in me
to the core
rotten they be
all the ones tryna bite off me
apple do not fall far from the tree
rumr has it we been murdering beats
deserted the beast
33 degrees
i do not play that
love&light to infinity
find your way back
you don’t gotta stay there
hate the real fuel
don’t match it
we don’t play fair

find your way back
you don’t gotta stay there
hate the real fuel
don’t match it
we don’t play fair

[verse 3: ric da vinci]
i told you take one step wayyyy back
i told you please do not press me
you need to stay in your lane, that’s facts
please get the f+ck outta my way
way way way ahead of the game and we ain’t chokin
rumr has it ill make ya back out scoliosis
the way you foldin like origami
borderline boredom
ttryna be sorta kinda sorta kind
extraordinary work+out+class like orange theory
knock opposition office game like solitaire

this already unfair
fare well, you won’t fare well
make sentence with the write hand like a solemn swear
i retire off of not breathing
i call that sh+t million|air|e
hahaha, raps would even make villains scared

under pressure cole to a diamond for the dream
yeah we got the ville in there
under weather cold from the climate
from the beat ad+vil got the pill in there
want the cheddar wrote in the cellar
called a bas+m+nt but no ceiling there
open window opportunity no sill in there
sit you silly ass down
got an open spot i’mma fillin’ there
like a dentist put the drill in there
paying for it, put a bill in there
well aware i’m wealthy with the verbal knowledge
passing on i got a will in there
somewhere, don’t box me in just look under there
underwear
running outta time from the wrist so watch me go put work in like asap ferg get the record sales
hit a homerun with the bat man like christian bale
throwing sense at me for an answer like a wishing well
go and wish me well
cuz my numbers 7 digits when i step up like a broken scale
passing rumr ain’t happenin it’s a rumr now

[verse 4: un$afe]
b+tch
i’m a white chocolate kit kat
when i hit that
there go the knock knacks
tell a b+tch sit back
i got side hoes
b+tch are u wit that?
sh+t i’m polite
i asked
can’t stay the night
you ain’t hittin my gas
go back to ravenna
and play with some glass
you can’t get rid of the past
sh+t i’m surrounded garbage
one street over
it’s murder
they heartless
p+ssy
and shoot outta cars quick
look
you ain’t militant
you ain’t a sargeant
smoke em
you know that’s a carton
uppin and offin
the strap for a bargain
they doin nothin
but yappin and barkin
aim lookin bad
b+tch get u a target
i’m losin my mind
mental asylum
voice in my head
really don’t like em
i try to shake em and sike em
riots incite em
ain’t lit we gonna lite em
f+ck all the hands sh+t
ain’t gonna fight em
look at my bands b+tch
know that u like em
look at the fans
pick em up
and then spike em
t]his ain’t for me
i just did it to spite em

heat seekin’
floor creakin’
no squeakin’
get even
dump em in the deep end
slumped
he dead
he sleepin
that’s what ya get for creepin
but it’s fine
cuz my back got
slimes who come for ya neck
ascot
any last thoughts?
henny passed out
b+tch passed off
blood castoff

try me
b+tch
d. loaf
grimy
b itches
don’t need those
whiney
b+tch
when i deep stroke
that’s cap
lyin
she like “he broke”
not rich
no car
no c note
flow switch
go hard
u know we dope
no sh+t
on that car
gang, we scope
you know how it go
b+tch

[verse 5: creo loo]
i’m the big f+cking dog like clifford
watch yo’ mouth before yo’ ass get smoke like a f+cking black and mild or a god d+mn swisher
she on her knees but that b+tch ain’t a christian
i put my tool in her mouth like a dentist
talk sh+t about me i bet you’ll regret it
i’ll beat yo ass like a anthony pettis
i’m like that
you ain’t from the streets lil n+gga you a house cat
she stay on my dome so i call that b+tch a wave cap
you think yo b+tch is loyal well that’s all cap n+gga
she in good hands call me allstate n+gga
you got chains i bet they all fake n+gga
pockets swole just like a fat b+tch n+gga
yo momma is a cat fish n+gga

ok like back up n+gga
don’t test me i got back up n+gga
you got guns well my gatts way bigger
say you got bars b+tch i’m promise i’m better
i ain’t really focused on that i just want the cheatter
b+tch you know i speed it up and spit it like barreta
tech nine n+gga i’mma a world wide chopper
yo b+tch tryna suck my d+ck i won’t stop her

i keep a toy like andy huh
get in yo girls cheeks no sandy huh
i’m a young lil savage like randy huh
i count fat stacks that’s feetia
i do not f+ck wit these n+ggas like the kkk uh
holla’ at yo b+tch like aye bay bay
wit a tick tock b+tch out in east la
at the top mother f+cker there’s where i stay

these n+ggas some clown ass n+ggas like pennywise
test me n+gga then you not wise
she drunk off d+ck she hypnotized
i get all up in her thighs
talk about me that’s suicide
gm be the crew we down to ride
me on a beat it’s a homicide
i got the juice like bishop b+tch

aye swear i make it look easy
b+tch you know i make it look easy
breezy, no covergirl
easy, breezy, no covergirl

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