This is radio takeover
Nah the takeover
Im a take over

Ready set game over
Waits over lames in my lane need to move over
Or im runnin dudes over

Man you barkin up the wrong tree, motha$#&@as I aint talking dobermin
Oppurtuniest how I do this every door is opening
Everybody quotin him,

Keep ya cameras focused
Cause if not ill snatch ya girl and homie didn't even notice
This is hiphop core to the stitches on my fitted

Man so what I rock flipflops I kill it with the writtens
Little (*##$es need to listen cause I'm spittin somethin clever everytime
I grab the mic I'm darin you to do it better

Man in fact, I'll body the track
Walk into the booth, an spit truths while you lyin the back
Tour the jungle wild lions and bats

Leave you lyin with rats
Then walk outta there not even scrathed
Why you lyin in ya raps song ?

Rap on, rap off, wack talk
Really in reality you slack off
Spit a couple bars and you back off

(*##$ im high as mars off this bath salt
Back talk? Nah Im just answerin ya questions
When you havin fun your really livin, every days a blessin

Shout out to the slaughterhouse
Where I'm really learnin lessons
Find me in ya daughter house

everyday she cookin breakfest
look forget this ever happened
im relentless with the rappin

ya girlfriend need baller,
she expensive with the fashion
so defensive but she matchin

she mentioned that ha' passion
is for killers on a microphone
im Michael Myers gaspin

for a breath, behind this mask man
masked man rhyming all
ima mix this purple %#@! with jolly ranchers, Tylenol

time ta ball, real %#@!, shawty got potential
yeah I drew her sillouete without a motha$#&@in stencil
rollin blunts, long as pencils

brand new number 2's
only views I used to get were just my fam and my dudes
now I'm bout to touch a milli

never thought it could be
at the same time im tryna get this $#&@in degree
its really nothing to me, its merely something to see

so the real world can tell me that I'm something "to be"
but really my real worlds with a mic and a beat
with some weed rolled, the studio, stuck to my seat

and girl you rockin with a baller, shot caller, yeah all a dat
meet the girl you dreamin of ill probably never call'a back
spit till ima artifact, slip into a cardiac

or if I get arrested, all the time I have invested
you aint nearly at my level
top floor at the revel

im hot pour out the ketel
take shots bump heavy metal
cause I'm on

said (*##$ im on
so sing the song and we gone


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