VIVE lyrics : "Now You See (Diss Song Remix)"
Chorus: Uh. I'm the epitome, of being me. No hyperbole, I'm killing to the third degree. I'm doing like no other brother in the game and I don't even need the fame. Ha. Now you see. Uh. I'm the epitome, of being me. No hyperbole, I'm killing to the third degree. I'm doing like no other brother in the game and I don't even need the fame. Ha. Now you see.
Verse: I'm different, no 2 Chainz. I'm too game for the game. This ain't a game, it's make or break. I don't plan on nothing, cause I'm the one to make my fate. I plan to love, so I get the hate. Put on the glove, step to the plate. I'm through the gate, I'm on my way. To the finish, I'm never late. I'm never late, for my date. I thrive, it's a human trait. Uh. Other rappers better fear. Ha. Cause I'm the one they want to hear. I still have respect, but not like I used to. What have I been through, man I went right passed you. I had to, I'm that good, I butt in, I intrude. Yea these girls they like me. Who's your girl? Siri. I'm yelling to the world, but it cannot hear me. I'm telling you, you better move. I'm coming through, no warning. My lyrics all up in in your head, call it head warming. I'm forming, my form, and doing it, all morning. No helmet on, but I'm head first. Long ride, no chauffeur. I'm over, range rovers. But I'm underground, covert. I'm sober. Off the mainstream flow. I'll stick with what I know. That's why I keep the same tone. I ain't plain Jane, you're average Joe. I'm too me, I need two doors.
Chorus: Uh. I'm the epitome, of being me. No hyperbole, I'm killing to the third degree. I'm doing like no other brother in the game and I don't even need the fame. Ha. Now you see. Uh. I'm the epitome, of being me. No hyperbole, I'm killing to the third degree. I'm doing like no other brother in the game and I don't even need the fame. Ha. Now you see.
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