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Featuring Shizzy Sixx Produced by Redd Lights (Verse: Chris Miles) Came from the bottom, eating rappers so damn my line If you sayin they dope, you lying Tryina make it big in the game I ain’t in it for the booby supply Real talk could go hard, flowin that cinder block, I’m unstoppable Killin rappers every day, cause beatin the beat of his own death When I fulfill, I’m hard to kill To be sure never the bulletin of a ricochet never is comical I’m the prodigal son, my heartbeat lies to my lungs I’m like Picasso, under minded stacking, binded to one And I get everybody to go psycho when I spit bars on my tongue When I go HAM you get hammered I’m shittin on rappers and on panthers And you’re a cat I’m a panther I be getting that dough, you get antlers My flow is reckless, I wreck shits And I just sever in seconds You know that I be reppin that Right to the point that I’m breathless (Hook: Chris Miles) I tell em, hold up, hold up, Wait, stop for a second Letras de cancionesAll we do is grind, yeah, that be the method I’m killin instrumentals daily on that 24/7 And yeah I flow so sicken I get your whole crew deathened I tell em hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up Wait, stop for a second I tell em hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up Wait, stop for a second I tell em hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up Wait, stop for a second I tell em hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up Wait, stop for a second (Verse: Shizzy Sixx) Hold up, bow down to the prince, it’s Sixx Every other lyricist get linched The shit, heed every word pass my lips I spit, bars bout the gang, leavin dudes bluer that the creeps legit It’s overdrive, when I hit my switch, ah Young nigga with a pony tail, showin hip hop I’m the holy grail Every tactic I attack in, with this rappin is massive, you only frail So style when I get in the bed and it’s fresh Every little minute that passes yes Shows I’m best, next, no one, there’s no S, on my chest Super and beyond that, I’m fire, nothing I’m beyond that I hate emcees and beyond rap, don’t do drugs I’m beyond crack Beyond slack, I’m going in, I been hungry Yeah appetite of an Olsen twin, notice him Born to win, gone to roast your hopeless kin Your outfits breaks necks, mine gets dome to spin No attempt, suicide, let the blows begin Battling bodies and the souls within, you dig? (Hook: Chris Miles) I tell em, hold up, hold up, Wait, stop for a second All we do is grind, yeah, that be the method I’m killin instrumentals daily on that 24/7 And yeah I flow so sicken I get your whole crew deathened I tell em hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up Wait, stop for a second I tell em hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up Wait, stop for a second I tell em hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up Wait, stop for a second I tell em hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up Wait, stop for a second (Verse: Chris Miles) Hold up, hold up, wait, stop for a second Bout to go off and the pop on the record I done my legend define the rest of them Doing my thang, now wait woman All the men is gonna get a prison notice I be up late nights, I count it I dove in, this game and they go on without stay to it These broads, man I’d like to break it down No lady I’m counterfeit, I’m bound to speak Til they get that girl up on my head I’m back, ambition, I’m packin riddles I’m pass these jabbers and pass the ghetto So whack to it when I rap it quick And man I’m other than say I’m gonna lie I’mma kill it with the flow, you ain’t nothing like vasectomies Get these haters crawling like the freakin human centipede I am a beast, eatin competition with no recipe Hold up, wait a second, I ain’t stoppin till I rest in peace The next emcee to blow, I am deadily No choke your rib on melodies, I sever beasts, leave em deceased and choke em These east of a mind, composing my rhymes with a pencil Hopefully in time I will shine but till then morever, holdup. From Letras Mania