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Chuck Mason - Reign lyrics

[Verse 1: Chuck Mason]

Defy odds, define self, you know the motto
Yeah, bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce
(Laughs) oh sh**
Reign, hol' up

All eyes on me, while I'm driving tre' eight with a bad chick
Flossing hard like a n***a never had sh**
Trying to grind so my whole city shine
Give back, lower crime, make a broke n***a half rich

Flow wet - half baptist
Flow blessed - half Catholic
Flow nasty, momma told you n***as clean it up
Clean again, it ain't clean enough

Don't understand why rappers acting like they winning bruh, I don't get
Your 'ho's ain't thick enough, flows ain't sick enough
I'mma act like I don't give a f**
Your dreams ain't big enough, team ain't big enough

You don't chase millions bruh, you nickle dime bagging up
Trying to make a million huh
Petrol Billi' Bruh, I bathe in octane they gas me

Soaked this in nitro, sparked it with a nice flow
Now spectators speculating like it might blow
Call it lyric calisthenic no lypo
This is Propofol to mics, I'm sorry Michael, I might go

Conrad Murray on the mic bro
k** that b**h bark with the mic bro
Bow down when they see me like an idol
I bring the beat back CPR revival

Red and blue gangs straight bang, not the hood as the menace
Men in the pen', white crooks in the senate
sh**, black crooks in the senate
n***as theive everything except God's minutes

What they gon' do fearing reign is infinite
What they gon' do fearing pain is imminent
Tried to steal my crown like my name ain't in it
Murder everything to defend it


[Hook: Chuck Mason]

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Defy odds, define self
Against all odds and anybody else
Make sure they fear that reign

[Verse 2: Chuck Mason]

n***as couldn't stop me then, what would make 'em think that they could stop me now
Undefeateds lose titles like Pacquiao, salute a mother f**er like a Nazi now
I don't sweat, no sir, but the blood on my crown
Scene's so blurred, n***as wanting my crown seem so sure
But the blood on my crown is not mine, it's f** n***as who tried, failed, died, and won't learn

One n***a, two n***as, three n***as gon' front, gon' flex
Stunt for these b**hes and front for these riches, boy these 'ho's is a mess
Gotta show these mother f**ers how a king move and believe me little homie I ain't talking 'bout chess
What's it like to have a queen ride hard while you're busting in public and I ain't talking 'bout s**

But I still let her f** me with my crown on, got that wet let a n***a get his drown on
Out the shower strapped without a towel on, made my head turn Illuminati owl on, I smile on, prowl on
n***as act like I ain't get it from the dirt, so many nonbelievers
Their dreams got buried in the dirt, I get it, so many non-achievers

n***as still acting like b**hes when they're rapping 'bout the brand
But won't ever come and see me like a man (you feel me)
Mad 'bout these features, n***as can't afford me
Self mad boss dog, n***as can't ignore me

Progressive with the Flo', still can't insure me
Rapping 'bout Brinks, naw still can't secure me
King Tut's Gold scripted by the pure me
Rapping a** n***as couldn't lure me with the j**elry

I don't know about a Basquiat, might cop a couple paintings Will Watson got
And reign from the throne waiting foes to approach this
Infrared beam on rap 'ho's I'm focused

What'd they do fearing reign so potent
What'd they do fearing pain so hopeless
Tried to steal my crown like my name ain't on it
Murder any rapper that want it


[Hook: Chuck Mason]

Defy odds, define self
Against all odds and anybody else
Make sure they fear that reign

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