MIC-GOSSIP - STILL SHADY (FREESTYLE) lyrics

(verse1:Mic-gossip) West side you know me damn sh** i'm good I blow stacks up in the air benjamins all them glued She ain't know clue where the south wanna ball with the greatest All the cum in your mouth star bj you the bestest Can't get in enough no jcole Pause up the roll call So gather around me i'm not lebron i dont ball Like shhh! Dont go back let trumpets blow we off track When all fails i dont illuminati sh** we off that She stuck on me like kim k Tackles me like kobe Teflon don like rozay Rap game in the streets cracking heads liking em' I was born to be a hitmaker hitting on the kenyan waves Africa spreadin' over like hiv disease I dont give damn what they chitchatin' all bout Raptherapist coz my flow speaks in and out Wake up in the morning what i think about is G.o.d Underground d.o.g daadab refugee Tellin' all my haters i'm higher than the ceiling Maybach over me i'm so appealin' Coke dope crack smack i'm so alarming f**ing with me wrong on my back is my army I murder you off then i hit the first lane Gossip high than thee klm plane Who gonna stop me fresh like tony Chemistry's gonna blow i'm so atomic Michael jay remember that day? Flying over california,miami,La I spit fire on the mic emma dragons den Lyrical takeover check 2,1,10 In his game emma beast superbly insane Burning the midnight oil with my sheet and pen Cool and collected with my swag i dont mean no harm Raptherapist flashy clad lad in a twang Emma lyrical prowess mutherf**in' damn Who maintains the sky is the limit to rise to fame In this game you can say that you better than me But on the streets you can't crack as many heads as me I take beef seriously i'd rather beat you on the mic Than let you battle me with rhymes you wrote last night Those battles in the park you can save that for the 80's You were there when the whole crew tried to degrade me Gimme your album and run to the store and sell it back I'll flatten your frame and use your body as a golden mat I mwangemi this n***as then mwabili the streets Ohh men i get paid just talk over beats Emma world animal eager to break the lock Your b**h wasn't asian but she came from bangkok Trips to asia hotel lobby f**'em they tryna hold me down do they know me? City life no more heaven getaways I heard that they call you a shooting star by the way I give you good good lovin' like the good musoc golden child You my khalifa so taylor gang me Yeezy on my feet p**y on my dick Mani on the beat Gossip with the flick Ahh i heard a closed door meeting with the p.m Talkin' bout how we can give kenya a new name Except he was talkin' bout the new fame Presidential escorts jonny walker and champagne My name is Gossip i ain't tryin' to stunt You p**y n***as deported i ain't f**in' with c*nts My whole track recorded i still need my fans