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the rapfest cipher series - series 7 lyrics

[verse 1: manolo rose] f-ckery in this game, i done see it all/and n-gg-s lip syncing in this b-tch ?/they hoping, wishing, praying, that they see me fall/ well get your court-side seats so you can see me fall/the f-cking giant in this b-tch, i be standing tall/you tryin’ to reach the rim, n-gg- you too d-mn small/ the backstreet boys singin’ “clap”, they be cheerin’ on/i got all them n-gg-s duckin’ when that riggy on/the rider music n-gg- that’s your theme song/i hit my knees to pick the lock, but i couldn’t pray/ they got me standing at the window with my ak like malcom in his heyday, god!/stay up out the street cause you don’t wanna die/your momma cryin’ on that casket- she terrified/the preacher said you was a real one, he tellin’ lies/i’m flexing on this beat, that lyrical exercise…god!/

[producer hazel speaks] what up, my name is hazel aka h. i’m originally from tulsa, ok. when i made that beat originally, what i noticed in that music right there is using a lot of rim shots. i wanted to experiment with rim shots instead of an 808 snare or your regular typical snare. i just took off with it. i have what you hear now

[verse 2: di’yari] ? on the digi scale, i can’t take a loss/lendin’ 20 in the mail, ’bout to knock ’em off/moving all this weight got me feeling like a ross/now a days, more faith in my burner than a cross/? off pills, 20 off a white smoke, nightmares and cold sweats dreaming that i die broke/bullets in my skin for the side that i ride fo’/had a spot on chambers, had a spot on ?/made me a $100 k for that cops while they hit me/yea, n-gg- got asthma, i’m still running the game/takin’ off, shoot your amigo if he come for my chain/n-gg-, you can have my chick, got 20 of those/counted 300 100’s and then bag me 100 o’s/it’s more money more product/how ironic i clean off my sins with these dirty dollars

[producer hazel speaks] rapfest is contributing m-ssively to the music community man, because they’re providing an outlet- there’s been outlets but not as accessible as rapfest

[verse 3: vinny chase] yea, ? will keep ya’ from harlem swaggin’ for ? luxury/ ten color car seats b-ttery/the game of murder should i leave or should i return again/i know you heard of it, i’m like ? with the turtleneck/i’m coming out of ?/ more ?/ i ain’t talking doors when i say my bars got a key/wrist heavy, big chips the whips cherry/we don’t beef over chicks, them chips we get plenty/? nyc my f-ckin’ home and every ???/got the ball, money all overgrowin’ i gotta go/love it when a rapper talkin’ ain’t about the money/if you wasn’t, you’d be chillin’ flippin’ burgers to the money…yea, chase!

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