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Man, f** an Audition
You know I'd be here from the Jump
As a mortician showing off the bodies when I'm done
Your "Beast Mode" to me?
Freestyle and having fun
You'll never run it
Remind me of Seattle at the one
I'm back fully
The Rap Bully
Mask and a black hoodie
Backstabbing anyone that turn they back to me
Actually, just bringing out the best on em'
Feeling like Cove, But I'm gonna show you how to flex on em'
So put your bets on em'
If you've got that cash for me
And sit calm, cause these labels 'bout to act funny
Shout out to wade, But he should have thought just like my ex;
You're supposed to use baby for that cash money
When you the biggest
And do the figures
You're proved the quickest
To turn around and double cross you
Like they too religious
That's why I only keep it cool with b**hes
We chill, smoke, I even let em' split the pole
I ain't superstitious
Nah
I never gamble with mine
God told me to play the hand I that was dealt with a pride
That Nobody could ever match
That this was bolder than, I
Would always win
Because my cards are only one of a kind
I'm back looking for Mula
Team Backpack of the future
Shout out to heavy hitters
But it's fact they got a shooter! It's me
And that's why; starting today, it's subtitles
That means you gotta watch what you say
How many times I gotta prove it
Get with the movement, or move it
You think I'm whack then you're stupid
And ain't hearing the music
Getting out-shined, cause we over shadow excuses
sh**
Half of you shouldn't even know what a booth is
I'm a menace, and the pen is
Recording my every sentence
And taking every a**entive
To spread like an epidemic
Who the best?
sh** I hate to say it but I don't though
A little camera wouldn't help y'all n***a's go pro