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TREY CURLING lyrics : "6ft 7ft Freeverse"

Vertically challenged guy
Ready to touch to the sky
Putting order in this rap game

So all rise
My skill level so high
And I still ain't ripe

Writing with a finger
That leaves a poetic touch that lingers
Can't hear me buy some speakers

Stay taking shots at other rappers
Like I was a drinker
Signaling you off like a blinker

Heatseeker like a reaper
So if you say you spit fire
I came to prove that your a lier

Have your lyrics washed up
Then place you in a dryer
Try to fight me off

And I'll raise my anger level higher
Then squeeze your neck like some pliers
Soon to be King of Rap

Call me sire
Not an amatuer or a vet
Just call me the best

Lyrical genius
I'm sick and I kick with a spark in it
So if it's shocking

Just take some action
And don't try to figure out who's there
Like I'm knocking

If you say I'm corny
I'll say I'm popping
The number 1 spot is where I am locked in

Silence the beat
And to my flow you will be rocking
Rock then

Like heavy weight on metal that's thin
Lifting 10 words off a page every 3 seconds
In sections

Lips flexing
Ejections
Of rappers erecting

I'm injecting injections
Of abbreviations like texting
That's wrecking

Communications
Of person's-Still learning
Your earning

A degree of becoming a vermon
Twisting and turning
I'm tight and you just turnt in

Trey Tahj Curling
Is very deserving
Of the name he was given

And I'm giving
Person's demanding
Real hip-hop

A reason
To put other rappers album
At the bottom like a flip flop


6ft 7ft but you knee high
Making stupid songs and plus you bi

People say you make great songs without even writing
Idiotic songs and you still get a stipend
Weak bars for a fake emcee

We know you bisexual called yourself Toochie
You got two cheeks
Who really cares

That's not what you say But I still don't care
And it ain't fair That they call you the best
Weezy F Baby And Female is for the F

First name The Last name Fakest
You started from the bottom and now you made it
But just to let you know you will never be the greatest

The whole Ymcmb Is overated
Real rappers in the shadow need to get illuminated
Cuz all this fakeness I can no longer take it
I'm ruthless at any rapper who's making music
Easily penetrable like fluid

You sewage and stupid
I'm just gonna lose it
Getting complicated
My way I'll pave it
Your payment is payless

You bad imitation of greatness
From history you name I will scrape it
Your lyrics are tainted
Bringing waves of hatredTalent is ageless
So at 16 consider me the Best Rapper Ever

My flow can get unpredictable like the weather
Your punchlines carry no weight like a feather
Reaching for The cosmos
My actual skill level only me and God knows
Waving number 1 like Mutombo

My bars go over your head like a barber
And out of your sight like a pass from Rondo
Spitting pronto
Rapping with killer intentions
Intended to remove fake rappers
Who pretented

To be best
Like a misguided free throw from Howard or Shaq
While devouring layups and dunks
Got a deadly flow like driving when drunk
I'm the prey but I will hunt
Not an easy target
So your best choice is to punt

Kick It from the offside
While I'm running from the front
Raging attacks poetically Posed
Emphatically against the Music Industry
Whose producing ludicrous music
Motionless movements
Using talented rappers from promotional usage

And the minds of the listeners to dance and bop their head to it

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