Chris Miles - 80 Bars Pt. III lyrics

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Chris Miles - 80 Bars Pt. III lyrics

[Pharaohe Monch - Simon Says:] I'm Back! Never stopping 'til my pockets are big as losers Man I spit it like a chopper then rock you with 60 bullets (bang) Since a youngun I've been hungry for success Now I'm steadily getting it, so my nemesis are stress I get the pen and I'mma rest, gotta get this off my chest Keep it real to my last breath, I'm sick of sitting at a desk Like, like, I ain't even named bars in But I'm still going harder than all you retards Let me just [Dr. Dre & Snoop Dogg - Still Dre:] Lyrical Mohamed flow faster than a comet Comments upon my video, silly dude you preposterous Real talk, about a burner learn mathematics Cause I already got my road planned out like it's map quest Forget your past and follow your own trail I wanna date a super star, looking like Gomez, oh yes, yes I spit dirty like I pollute, rappers don't want the beef So instead I give em soul food [Jay-Z & Juvenile - Snoopy Track:] No dude can step to me, sever beasts with the melodies These amateurs all, trying be me, I feed em remedies Yeah, I cannot stand these haters, disabilities Stacking all this freaking cheese, make my wallet look disease Bro you were not fit to be, anything that's close to me Hopefully, my door opens with increase I guess suppose to be, they saw me buzzin Now the girlss trying get close to me Y'all you can fall back, I don't care bout what your motives be [Eminem - My Name Is:] Hi, my name is Chris Miles, hit 'em with 6 styles now I'm on your ipod Look, I get them fingers snappin', I'm sick with the rappin' Don't you understand, got you pumping and jamming On my tracks now they comprehend Yeah, the youngest kid to straight up spit it hard Never was the type of dude to care bout your opinion, brah So be so sinister, step up and I'm k**ing bars I'm something you ca not see, call my ish a synagogue [Tyga (feat. Wiz Khalifa & Mally Mall) - Molly:] With my homies I be broke, got the realest in my circle And I'm born and raised that east coast but I got fans all universal Trick I never stop I get it octagon your team full of lames like comic con Got the ride or die and no fake friends Stacking [?] no Raybans, I see through out this world like R2D2 Yeah man this track was just light work So just wait for what I really do Never finna move yeah I stay here They love me like I'm raymond Hop up in my space ship, then my low be gone so matrix [B.o.B - Outta My Mind:] Enable the brain, play through the vein Aim for the lames, I ain't choosing Man I'm staying the same Goodness sake I'm deranged when I'm driving the range with no license Better know I'm bringing the pain, I feel stressed in my head Man I'm hanging by threads I'm just hearing these voices so deep in my texts I'm just seeking success I kept grinding coming crazy psychotic I just get up in the moment and I'm k**ing opponents Got my clique by my side then you clowns are just nothing, nothing Yeah man that's end of discussion I can see my future coming I can feel it in my stomach I got cash on my, my membrane And my pen games be on your pow [Drake & Lil' Wayne - The Motto:] I'm the freaking man, you don't get it, do you Rubber style while I'm trying to get my team mula That's the motto homie you know what I'm bout to do Trying to get these carrots in my ring no rabbit food From NY to Malibu they know I got them dope tracks Yeah, now I'm doing more hooks than a coat rack Mother rep for coke-sign will do it on her own And we were never duck so why would you throw you X upon? You got me wrong! You think I'm stuck up and co*ky [?] be driving so I'm chilling riding shotty I got [?] maserati's And your girl called me a hottie I told her please let go go me Cause I'm getting claustrophobic Small kid but I get it big And every track got 'em duckin like a limbo stick It's been a minute since I'm pa**ing competition I'm suggesting that you dudes step your game up [Kid Ink - Bada**:] Really I'm a bada** like Joey, homie Fans wanna kick it I'm goaly, OG Doing all this sh** for my brodies? I am going, just a young-a** kid but you know it, let's go Got XXL with the best excel 'bout to do it big like XXL Can't see it myself, but I decline Trying to make a million with a pencil, get me Like geckos hit 'em with the best flow, let's go Never gonna rest until my test broke Tell 'em all wake up expresso! I've been grinding for so long that I can't even see it straight Studio 'til 6 in the morning, even on week days [Drake - 5AM In Toronto:] Youngs wanna do it, you haters was never able Now they see me buzzin and trying to ask me favours Like we cool or something You trying to mess with my mind And man I ain't acting co*ky, but I'm one of a kind On some real ish I take the grind too psychotic So why you expect me to front over a youtube comment When I got bigger things to care about My whole team embarra** y'all All I do is me homie tell me what you mad about [Macklemore & Ryan Lewis - Thrift Shop:] I show up to the club like whatup, I'm not allowed in The foulest kid to get doubted but now they bowing Finally reach the top when I'm topping your favorite rapper I better pocket the profit and get fans by the thousands [?] I'm grinding got it down to a science I be me, like pollen, posers are nada I flow like hydraulics, been hot like the tropics You comment that nonsense, you not even acknowledged, I'm gone!