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It's not gonna stop (Y— y— yeah) You can't continue It's not gonna stop (Y— y— yeah) Continue Ayy, why you rappers so scared to put others on? Any musician I find, I let 'em shine like Tron Press the demo and pass it person to person, yeah it's on Watch it spread like Omicron, bringin' the doom like Victor Vaughn Smash your nuts, just your nuts on a dresser like Raekwon Doin' it for the culture, Cs up as this lyricism assault you Like a Glock blast, in my own lane, smashin' the gas You furious, I'm too fast like Ludacris, bitch Sippin' Sandeni in a village of Greenwich I'm in it and feel it, infinite with it, if you want it, then come and get it Steady in the gym, nothin' but curls like I'm Hasidic Too sick with it, since back when my cap was fitted But nowadays, you know I'm snappin', motherfucker The Game told me we was just some rappin' motherfuckers Word to Compton, all the way to Gaithersburg, my stompin' Legends love Logic, peep my features alone (Y— y— yeah) Haters talk shit, fans is like "Leave him alone" Don't worry, RattPack, I ain't worried 'bout that I'd rather be loved by legends with careers that really last Than accepted by some weirdo on YouTube with a podcast Retired, now I'm back, no fucks, havin' a blast Letras de cancionesTell me, what do you do when you sold out The Garden? What do you do with the audience you brought in? What do you do when you made all the money? Pass the baton and let the next one take it from me Found a strong black woman from the land of Nigeria The way she flows, these MCs know that they inferior Helpin' other musicians is my criteria Now let me pass the mic to Nezi, show 'em something serious Well, it's the lyrically homicidal, vital Spittin' for your idol, vital For the Gs, ain't somebody hot as me, prodigy Probably be on your favorite rapper in another three Honestly, my articulation's an anomaly Audibly switchin' these flows like clothes Get big dough, when I rip these ho's Watch the way I do's this, murder on acoustics Run for your gun 'cause I'm waxed, I be ruthless N-E-Z-I, triple D, I stay up on the chrome, 24s like T.I Soldier in my city like a motherfuckin' G.I My niggas got a whole lotta money like BIA, bitch Quick with the game, one hitter spitter is my fuckin' nickname A ship that can't rip is my other diss dame So don't ask me if I write, 'cause my pen is insane This a lunch-in, I don't gotta punch in If I clock a hater, they can meet me in the dungeon I be with the ghouls, told you, I'm a fool Bobby ain't the only rapper runnin' with the tool I'm cruel if I reach you, I ain't gotta beat you, I'll eat you Big bitch spittin' in my name, that's Zepha Pass me the reefer, y'all gettin' smoked And if I'm not the illest, who you feelin' is jokes, huh Yes, Logic, Nezi, Funk Flex (Y— y— yeah) Haha, this is easy, this is easy (Y— y— yeah) Hahaha From Letras Mania