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Bloodstained Suede II
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Clypto, let's fuck em up again
Bloodstained Suede
The diabolical highly methodical erotic
Psychotic maniacal flow undeniable hypnotic
Step in the vocal booth spit the quotables that I jotted
Give em to the masses in return for cash that I deposit
Then reinvest it don't bite my shit it's poison it's not to be ingested
End up needing that EMS shit I'm to be respected
Heroin flow you need to inject it
Fuck around and overdose get found bleeding and breathless
Food for thought like I'm feeding em breakfast they fiending for seconds
With meager effort I make it clear to see who the beat is I'm HIM
Tell every nigga in ya top 5 you cockride they not live
Disrespect will not slide you food if we do not vibe
Long as I'm overlooked niggas cannot thrive
That go for rookies as well as the top guys
Respect me like a stop sign that's in a school zone with 12 watching
You either fall victim to shells popping or cell blocking
It's a dirty game niggas a kill you cuz you a worthy name
Goofass rappers wanna play the trenches with 30 chains
Quiet as kept niggas gimme quiet respect
I set fire to the mattress while niggas quietly slept
I'ma problem with no resolution, irreparable damage with no restitution
Niggas is clowns but less amusing
I'm the best including whoever I'm too clever
I like em pretty and thick with a strong jawbone like shorty chew leather
A true stepper don't like em underage I'm no Hugh Hefner
Niggas gassed cuz the flow electric like a new Tesla
Too blessed to stress niggas too extra
Suplex the shit up outta you plus buddy you next to
You best to step ya demonstration up, you in the field you better lace em up
You shoulda been swallowed bitch you a waste of nut
Thumbing thru them blue legal tenders till I got paper cut
If I ain't in her guts lil mama gimme her face to fuck
Then I replace the slut
Bloodstains soaking up the suede
I'ma muhfucking beast don't you open up the cage
For a minute I been soaking up the game
From them Windy City streets where they open up ya brain
Now it's bloodstains soaking up the suede
I'ma muhfucking beast don't you open up the cage
For a minute I been soaking up the game
From them Windy City streets where they open up ya brain
Extraterrestrial IAMGAWD the flow next to celestial
Can't wait for no nigga to come invest in you
Bring it straight to ya chest it's best you invest in a vest or two
I'm swinging for the fences niggas be swinging from testicles
Nut huggers, dick riders, cock slobbers
I fuck with lyrical Rottweilers you not polished you hot garbage
From the city of broad shoulders, scarred soldiers
Those that crossed over chose to disregard what Allah showed us
It's a problem for every rapper breathing when GAWD focused
They all hopeless I flow the dopest and yall know this
The coldest to lay his quotes on a vocal track, the GOTE is back
Dedicated my life to this culture bitch ain't no going back
Flow intact, bahz stay razor sharp, amazing art
Niggas be acting all in they rapping why not just play ya part
Creative thoughts mixed with shit I witnessed in these heinous parts
Verbal images burning villages when the flame is sparked
You run with clowns thinking they famous nigga you Kanan Stark
Every verse I'm raising the bar I'm fit for this train of thought
Ain't a mark I'm missing with this verbal diction I prefer to listen
So spotting snakes is easy I heard em hissing
You mention my name, my intent is inflicting pain
Sick and insane crack his jaw he never gone spit the same
You listen to IAMGAWD it's the same as you sniffing caine
No prescription needed never take this addiction in vain bitch
Bloodstains soaking up the suede
I'ma mf beast don't you open up the cage
For a minute I been soaking up the game
From them Windy City streets where they open up ya brain
Now it's bloodstains soaking up the suede
I'ma muhfucking beast don't you open up the cage
For a minute I been soaking up the game
From them Windy City streets where they open up ya brain
IAMGAWD
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Look, drastic times call for drastic measures
I go bat shit with this rap shit but that ain't something you had to tell us
I'm from where savage fellas blast berettas
After cash and cheddars way before covid niggas embarked on masked endeavors
Pussy was trash I gave her 2 swirls and 1 pump
IAMGAWD the nastiest since 2 girls and 1 cup
Lyrics leave you dumbstruck pummel you till you punch drunk
I'm nice like Rabbit battling niggas next to the lunch truck
When it rain it pours when it's problems the opps slide
Niggas say they want smoke bitch I'm carbon monoxide
I'm poisonous the most effective defense is avoiding this
Quiet as kept all that boisterous shit a bunch of pointlessness
Now hoist my jersey in the rafters above these dirty unworthy rappers
Lust bitches with curvy asses
No disrespect lemme be discreet
Even if she petite, as long as she magnifique bon appétit muah
Used to let the waves spin now I text Tynesha to put the braids in
Don't want em round me less they made men
They done made this shit easy enough for cavemen
Probably be another million rappers by day's end
Yet they lack the skill niggas don't really rap for real
I clap the steel you 100 yard dash like it was track and field
Cut from a rare cloth you don't know how this fabric feel
You pussies irritating might wanna go cop some vagisil
I'm upper echelon you average still
Funeral homes need business don't get a order for ya casket filled
Clypto production got that lavish feel
You on a collision course with GAWD now you begging Jesus to grab the wheel
Ya shit on autopilot one way trip to Heaven's door
IAMGAWD be the nicest from now until forever more
Goofies should Google me get in tune with a legend's lore
I'm from the bottom but the very top is what I'm destined for
I told the homie what you need me for you caught a body on the beat
Like the unarmed shot from a uniformed
This Ghengis Khan mixed with Unicron
Could give you 3 16's that's Godly I ain't reading psalms
Bruised palms from squeezing the ratchet
Think it's locked til your latchet get popped the brick get the hatchet
But before chopped put the bird in the box
So it ain't flying everywhere when it's chipped off the block
It slice thru like tofu I'm no fool
This a new class of bars that's from the old school
In penthouses showing coke heads what the stove do
Rap kingpins with no proof like O'douls
You fruits lack passion start with energy then crashing
Da gas is mangu I mash it
Not even with my wife I argue
Rather walk away but if I gotta ride then I'm a park you
Big walk got it litter then Diwali
Everybody snappin like edamame ain't nothing sloppy
The lobbies and hallways was gauntlets
Heartless with venomous ways leaving carnage
And still I made it and I'm entertaining
And never gave a statement while y'all raps sounding like affidavits
I was famished the plug pitched forked like the star of David
I bought it back like refunded payment
No rushing it I'm good where I'm at
Y'all climbing star mountains just to get broke back
I mind mines can't reach goals if you never strategize
And my day is a reggae party it's all grind
I'm in a calm place these record execs do you dirty in clean ways
High rolling cheap skates
It's rule Eye Master with a blaster
You fall off for skipping steps on life's ladder
I ain't got shit to say that ain't been said
And iono how you bitch niggas ain't been dead
My block blue come thru just to paint shit red
Know we dump on the police then shake the feds
Aye, light the speakers, fight the preacher
Just cuz u poor don't make u a righteous teacher
I kick yo ass back to the depths of hell
I'm on the steps I got death for sale
Take your first breath
Y'all niggas rapped forever, ain't no words left
I'll paint a picture in blood signed sealed wit a slug
And put the snub to they mug and blow they jaw off
This sawed off turn y'all to duck sauce
Slap the shit out one u bitch ass rappers
Nah really I slap the shit out one u bitch ass rappers
Ayo I do this for my culture
They eatin off our dead bodies and said they ain't vultures
Yo I'm the 3rd blade on the song came to do u wrong
Slice u ear to ear then I'm gone
It's too dark, niggas don't know my mind
Get froze in time, seen your paperwork it was notarized
Yo I used to rob the plug just to snort a line
Had the hunger of a fiend since birth
111th wentworth where I seen it first
That's why the blood don't scare me I need the thirst
No disguise cop the 45 fuck them kids
Blaze at the whip I hope your shorty die
Put your whole bloodline in a pool
Ain't no rules unless u a fool
Wild hundreds, better have yo steel dummy
Where my momma stay it's a hardaway like the brothers who killed Yummy
From the land ya mans a kill u for real money
Fronted u a pack now u stuntin that's real funny
Y'all niggas sold yall soul for 2 lil ass chains
And Cartier frames u ain't even a stain
Take your body away but your soul stay
Whatever's left gone wash away in the rain
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Uh, NXMEDIXCRE
My nigga Rufus Sims where you at 4?
I say Chicago niggas they ain't nothing to fuck with
Middle fingers to you and all them bitches you fuck with
Chicago niggas they ain't nothing to fuck with
Middle fingers to you and all them bitches you fuck with
They ask me how is it possible I can still feel underrated?
But I ain't decent till my status as GOAT is undebated
Don't put my name in nothing unbecoming or unrelated
The flow is undisputed undeniably understated
Can't play a verse and fix ya mouth to say that his hunger faded
I'm not the one to play with niggas sleep like they slumber sacred
I'm unmistaken in proclaiming that I am him
Middle fingers to all the motherfuckas that I offend
Listen, unapologetically cleverly demonstrate on a melody
Heavenly skilled still incredibly ill when I'm 70 bitch
I got the recipe one of the best you'll ever see
Any rapper you think get the best of me really less to me bitch
Fuck a top 5 I'm numero uno
Front and center at ya funeral puto yea I murder shit
Never heard a vic that ca word the shit like I word the shit
I hurdle turbulence guaranteed to emerge sturdiest
Superb verbiage courtesy of the curb's dirtiest
Filthiest most repugnant I'm illy I'm so disgusting
No really I overdoes it, rapping like my life depended on it
Every moment I treat like my biggest moment listen
Cuz opportunity don't come around often
Clique up with the homie Clypto don't he make it sound awesome
Cruising at the highest altitude or on the ground walking
I keep it at peak performance while peeping these clowns talking
Rappers claiming king I'm beating the crowns off em
Compete with profound caution or sleep in a sound coffin nigga
Cuz I'ma force like nothing you ever seen
Major pull a raging bull with a full head of steam
This what you get when a angel sin and a demon prays
A righteous mind with lyrically fiendish ways
You feel my presence even when I ain't been seen in days
IAMGAWD you should sing his praise
Uh, I got that dog in me bro no puppy shit
You feeling froggy joe go 'head and jump in shit
I can go from 1 to 99 in a couple minutes
Niggas blind, or just don't know who they fucking with
These niggas don't know who they fucking with
They must don't know who they up against
Better respect our heart and our mind and our hammer
Or next time you in Chicago we gon' nail ya bitch
To the cross he prayed that Jesus walks
Right before I parted wit shells like Adidas when Yeezus walked
All well like the Moes parted ways see my people walk
These days partnered wit IAMGAWD for this blessed level of talk
All these bodies in chalk taught me lessons the classroom couldn't
Slipped more than once somehow I always regained my footing
Like a Cosby mixed cocktail the proof is in the pudding
Rappers ass like oxtails we all wish you jerks wouldn't
I sat in back of the legends soaking up game and preparing
My method till it became apparent I was ahead of every amateur
I even passed some masters up, crafted immaculate massacres
Mastered my brand real nigga times Hip Hop packaged up
You got one life to live you probably should cherish it
And stop moving thru my city wit such arrogance
Niggas too old to be crashing out and/or making all these comparisons
Beat the brakes off ya slow ya roll or risk embarrassment, bitch
I got that dog in me bro no puppy shit
You feeling froggy joe go 'head and jump in shit
I can go from 1 to 99 in a couple minutes
Niggas blind, or just don't know who they fucking with
These niggas don't know who they fucking with
They must don't know who they up against
Better respect our heart and our mind and our hammer
Or next time you in Chicago we gon' nail ya bitch
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WMIZ Miz in the zone we got Vic Spencer and IAMGAWD (Yo!)
They gave me this new exclusive it's all about the new flows and shit (haaaa)
Caller number 12 get the tickets
To see these muthafuckas in action
Live at the Thalia Hall
Ya get unlimited frozen Hennessy cups whoa
The boy got different styles different strains in the blunts
Run in my face feel the pain from a punch
Have ya whole body disengaged from your lungs
I was sent to make it rain in the sun
It's ya boy with the smooth ass flow two tone spokes
Turtle for the night we got ooze to blow
Feeling slow when I cruise control I knew my role
Get outta line you gone lose yo soul whoa
Not a stain on me
It's not a thang to rearrange ya whole frame it's no game when I come for you
The style has NO MORALS
I can't complain it's insane when ya boy found a way do it with no compass
I got a whole meal in front of me it's scrumptious
You niggas still looking at other niggas shoes up at the function
All these hoes and you don't like one
All these flows you got to like one Vic bout to light one
I'm on a whole 'nother level the flows I got several and these niggas ain't on nothing with me
I'm on a whole 'nother level I rose from the ghetto when ya looking tell me what do ya see
I'm on a whole 'nother level the flows I got several and these niggas ain't on nothing with me
I'm on a whole 'nother level man these hoes be the devil see ya looking tell me what do ya see
(Aye Vic you know they say it's a treat when players meet
And whenever we get together to do what we do we make it do what it does cuz ain't no muhfucka done done it like we done did it on my soul
Chicago never forgot how to rap bitch)
Ok now rapping ass nigga japping ass nigga
Hop up on these beats and then he act a ass nigga
Raised up in the era of them platinum ass niggas
Killing shit whether he spit it slow or he rapping fast nigga
Murderous flow, I put it down like nobody else you ever heard of before
So I'm certain to blow, rarely you catch me in traffic because I prefer to be low
Link up with my nigga Mr. Spencer
Never catch me in the midst of shit I see the bigger picture
Getting richer I just spit my game talk my shit tell yo bitch to get off my dick
Looking for a stain I'm not the right one gimme good brain and top I might cum
My nigga Vic smoking he got to light one call a black man my opp is quite dumb
So I'm building to start new beginnings you threaten what's mine well then bitch I'm defending it
Niggas won't rock with you 'less it's a benefit niggas can't fuck with me my shit too intricate
Pull up on baby and then we get intimate we go too crazy she get every inch of it look
All these flows I got to flip one all these goals I got to hit one
If you think a nigga better you got to be dumb if I'm in ya top five I got to be one yea
I'm on a whole 'nother level the flows I got several and these niggas ain't on nothing with me
I'm on a whole 'nother level I rose from the ghetto when ya looking tell me what do ya see
I'm on a whole 'nother level the flows I got several and these niggas ain't on nothing with me
I'm on a whole 'nother level man these hoes be the devil see ya looking tell me what do ya see
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Yea this is dedicated to the strugglers and the strivers
All the hustlers and survivors who be on a mission doing what they gotta do to make it thru on my soul
Spend so much time in my mind wondering what the fuck I'm doing wrong
All this built up frustration I get out thru the song
Battling life lately, tryna figure where will this life take me
Stage 2 hypertension hope I get thru the night safely
Ain't tryna see no strokes or heart attacks don't want no part of that
Music I put my heart in that and that's a artifact
I'm almost 40 still tryna piece it together tough as a piece of leather
Tryna wisen with each endeavor
Yet I still feel like, certain shit be working against me
Feeling empty these negative emotions hit me intensely
Miss me, with talks of optimism that shit don't convince me
I'm simply fed up with life and the obstacles it present me
Some shit don't be about nothing although it seem big
Too in tune with my own reality to dream big
Emotions overworked my mental's overloaded
When I can't control it fuck can I do but compose and quote it ha
And this is for the strugglers and the strivers, the hustlers and survivors
Who be on a mission doing what they gotta do
Whether you punching on the clock or you hustling on the block get ya money and stack it cuz all you got is you
This is for the strugglers and the strivers, the hustlers and survivors
Who be on a mission doing what they gotta do
Whether you punching on the clock or you hustling on the block get ya money and stack it cuz all you got is you
Now when you see the next enjoying success salute em cuz ain't no telling what they had to get thru
Shit ain't no need to be a hater keep grinding and get ya weight up cuz sooner or later that can be you
Now when you see the next enjoying success just salute em ain't no telling what they had to get thru
Shit it ain't no need to be no hater keep grinding and get ya weight up cuz sooner or later that can be you
Feel like I'm here for a reason and this music is what I'm meant to do
But shit get expensive when you got these expenses and plus the rent is due
This shit get critical they pay you decimals
When ya music is digital royalty statements looking pitiful
That's why I keep it a hundred when in these interviews
Win or lose I made the choice to step foot up in these shoes
Can't be out here just making any moves
My seeds need a good education ain't tryna send em to any schools
But I can't afford to live in the district with better academics
Shit I'm 9 to 5ing and rapping lyrics
It's real life in every word of the song
Can't help but to feel like I should be further along
Try not to let it kill my confidence, despite the praise and all the compliments
All I see is my lack of accomplishments
Can't take no more mediocre I been done lost it
Who the strong 'posed to call on when our strength been exhausted? Huh
And this is for the strugglers and the strivers, the hustlers and survivors
Who be on a mission doing what they gotta do
Whether you punching on the clock or you hustling on the block get ya money and stack it cuz all you got is you
This is for the strugglers and the strivers, the hustlers and survivors
Who be on a mission doing what they gotta do
Whether you punching on the clock or you hustling on the block get ya money and stack it cuz all you got is you
Now when you see the next enjoying success salute em cuz ain't no telling what they had to get thru
Shit ain't no need to be a hater keep grinding and get ya weight up cuz sooner or later that can be you
Now when you see the next enjoying success just salute em ain't no telling what they had to get thru
Shit it ain't no need to be no hater keep grinding and get ya weight up cuz sooner or later that can be you
Yea for everybody going thru a struggle, THEY struggle
Cuz you know in this life it's always one
Just keep yo muhfucking head up
Always put yo best foot forward
Stay emotionally strong and mentally strong
And I promise you a be able to get thru whatever
On my soul
Just can't get around this shit it's always gone be some shit testing us
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Shorty, all I need is for you to come up out that
And lemme put it where ya mouth at
How about that? You ain't feeling the kid I doubt that
That pussy how fat? The bedroom or where the couch at
You choose the backdrop long as you take these back shots
Kiss you all over baby ask not good dick mascot
I blast shots on that ass and then watch it trickle lick on the tip of ya nipples uh
Shorty fiesty but never fickle this dick official uh
So good she crying tears but shorty don't need no tissue uh
Squirt like a water pistol fucking you like I miss you uh
Pussy on tsunami couldn't pay for that body
I ain't none of these thirsty niggas that fuck with just any thotty naw
Famo calling and texting he going crazy bout her
I'm busy tryna suck a baby out her we different
Legs shaking, body jerking she got me working
Almost certain by the morning that pussy probably hurting
So deep I can feel the bottom she feel it throbbing
Legs around my waist gotta nigga locked in we get it popping
Teary-eyed and gagging shorty wilding on the dick
She drop it low showing out like Meg thee Stallion on the dick eeeee ha
And the head is absurd
Body worthy of worship praising every crevice and curve
Someone should carve a full-body sculpture and let us observe
A walking work of art you should be given whatever's deserved know that
Multiple orgasms sore abs and more smashing
Neighbors been complaining all night I feel for the poor bastards
The more I have it the more I want it
The more you flaunt it the more I need it when I give it shorty receive it
Kill the pussy no bereavement it's an event when we fuck
Everlasting euphoric passion so intense when we fuck
Damn near lifeless we pass out and fall into a dream perhaps
Good sex with no strings attached ain't nothing like it
If. You. Down. I'm. Ready
(I say I'm ready) Tell me what ya like
Cuz I got that shit that you need
I said if. You. Down. I'm. Ready
(I say I'm ready) Tell me what ya like
Cuz I got that shit that you need
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Unhappy Home
02:58
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I can remember better times, before the dysfunction and severed ties
Before these pair of eyes could visually recognize
All the, drama and grief often me and my mama would beef
In turn the long term trauma increased
Used to be all love constant "I love yous" followed by long hugs
Now it's long distance, communication nonexistent
Cuz we both can get volatile in the wrong instance
Now I'm grown with my own interests
I was a mama's boy, as a baby brought my mama a lotta joy
It wasn't too many moments we did not enjoy
Her first born snooka wookas never let me look at hookers
Walking the track way back when the macks was parking the lacs
Out west, right off Cicero and Arthington the start of him
But part of him still harboring memories that's bothersome
A pubescent adolescent I thought I knew it all
But thru it all I had you to call
I was just going thru the motions, no sense of direction I was just coasting
Mixed emotions this shit get deep as the oceans
No pops present, turned to the block to adopt lessons
Graduated to selling rocks playing with cocked weapons
He broke ya heart maybe you grew to spite him
Guess it ain't helping shit that I'm starting to look super like him
You sunk deep into depression started to peep my regression
From A and B student to running the streets it's a blessing
That I made it out alive and I owe it to you
But a relationship something that I no longer pursue
You letting life defeat you no way I'm going out like the sequel
If you took the time to heal I'm sure it a be nice to meet you
But, until then my peace gotta be protected
I've accepted one's traumas can easily projected
And I got my own demons pain come in long seasons
I pray the choices I make ain't never for the wrong reasons yea
I pray the choices I make ain't never for the wrong reasons yea
I put my life in this music this shit is more than just a catchy song
A look into my life so you can see the path he on
Lost love communicated thru nasty tones
The shit that turn the crib into an unhappy home uh
Shit that turn the crib into
I put my life in this music this shit is more than just a catchy song
A look into my life so you can see the path he on
Lost love communicated thru nasty tones
The shit that turn the crib into an unhappy home yea
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Must Go On
03:35
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She look herself in the mirror battered and bruised bloody and beaten
Her boyfriend hit her buddy be tweaking he come in scummy and reeking
Use her like a punching bag then fall into a drunken stupor
Turned out to be a sucka she thought she had something super
He seduced her walked up on her introduced himself as Luther
A fly flashy 6 figure nigga Benz couper
Clean cut, confident demeanor had to have her when he seen her
She gave a smile and replied "I'm Regina"
5'5 thick in the thighs couldn't wait to get between em
Another case of a demon selling dreams to a believer
Shorty was really naive he keep her lashes and her nails did
Plus he buy weave so she thinking like why leave
Attracted to the wrong shit she never had her own shit
And now she feeling herself thinking she on some grown shit
She think it's real when it's really a act
Thought it was love but it's really a trap
How sick is that
Early she peeped the nigga like to drink, never was a cause for concern
She would learn when his personality started to turn
Went from, hugs and kisses diamond studded wristes
To finding out bout other bitches when she confront him it's blood and stitches
It's like he changed right in front of her eyes what a surprise
He was one of a kind what a disguise
Went on for bout two years shorty shedded more than a few tears
What she thought was true love end up becoming true fears
He overly controlling heart frozen
Quick to leave her face terribly swollen if she dare to oppose him
Visits to emergency rooms she lay up in them hospital beds
Thinking like damn he just might murder me soon
Reflecting as she stare in the mirror started plotting her exit
Took a lot to accept it but shit you got to respect it
Emotionally broken hope to get her focus in tact
Packed up her shit while he was gone and now it's no looking back
How real is that
She relocated to her mother place got on her feet and then found another place
Meanwhile Luther deteriorating like what a waste
Cirrhosis of the liver, that hard drinking finally caught up
And now he fucked stuck with ulcers and the shivers
Been a couple years since he lost Regina no more boss demeanor
Shriveled up often sounding like he bout to cough his spleen up
He checked his self into the ER he going blind he couldn't see far
Feel like his ending ain't gone be far
He all alone no one to damn him or judge him
One day he opened his eyes guess who standing above him yea
She teary eyed looking at him smirking
Tables turned she find peace in looking at him hurting
She say it's funny cuz of you I been left in this same condition
Had to see it for myself knowing you in the same position now
He still in shock from the moment and what was just said
She kissed his forehead walked out and left him on his deathbed damn
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All of my life I been dreaming of being the sickest emcee
So I continue to put all my blood and my sweat into being as sick as can be
Don't give no fuck what you thought it ain't too many niggas that's doing it that's sick as me
Since the year two thousand twenty I shook this bitch up and I ain't never missing a beat
Niggas be talking bout how they got shooters or how they get money from flipping a key
But when you getting the pain and the struggle the world and it's troubles you get it from me
I got em all wondering how did he…
Ain't no method to the madness I just pick up the phone and start typing, shit, it is what it is
Look, all I know is this shit is a gift and I'm not into taking it lightly
Yall calling these rap niggas goats but I think it's a joke because nothing they making excite me
Can't tell you how long I been chasing this wishing and hoping and praying I'm making it nightly
I know they in tune with the name but my shit still ain't ringing enough so they take that and slight me I
I refuse to be slighted, don't take that much for my fuse to be lighted
Don't go off the top so I usually write it can't stop till I'm up and my music recited
I just want my name in the history books with the ones you look at as the greatest
Don't care to be famous, nobody said it'd be painless just make sure I stay in ya playlist yea
We built this from nothing we made it from humble beginnings
Put too much work in this shit to conform and just go with the norm and just mumble a sentence
I'm cut from the cloth of the legends that taught me to master the craft ask about how many classics I have
They looking for smoke but I'm hazardous gas you chasing a bitch but I'm after this cash
Flow with perfection yall disregard truth and just go with perception
I got up with Clyp now I know the direction if you heard the first one you know ain't no question that we was gone
I mean the first one was so muhfucking nice we had to do it twice right? Clypto, yea
Rumor has it, Nas and Hit ain't the only tandem producing magic
Me and Clypto something like the Dukes of Hazzard
You salute the average the cloth I'm from is that of exclusive fabrics
Shit is chess and yall playing chutes and ladders
I can remember the mice and roaches, the feeling that life was hopeless
When them red and blue lights approached us blue and whites strike and choke us
Now niggas getting some change they get a lil fame they go and they ice the chokers
No life coaches no goals no type of focus
I had to navigate thru them conditions no father to teach me no school I was ditching
My mama couldn't reach me refusing to listen she worried I'll end up a fool up in prison
I'm running with G nem they taught me the lit gotta lil summer job and I bought me a fit
Now I'm duggy shit felt like I bought me a brick started serving that life can get costly as shit
Got my lil stupid ass locked in a cage right around 17 I was salty as shit
Said I would never end up back in jail because life in a cell just ain't offering shit and still I would
Gah damn man how tf I end up back in this bitch?! Ol' goofass shit
My purpose is clear to me making my mark on this earth thru my rapping ability
Respect and humility keep yo eyes open cuz shit don't be what it appear to be
I vow that one day I be great persevere thru the hate lemme know if you feeling me
Talking the best then consider me this ain't no cliché rap nigga talk I mean this literally
What more do I gotta come up with to show you I'm not to be fucked with
I'm obviously not of this earth I just body the verse shit at birth I was probably abducted
Sent back to society just to disrupt it got back in the game and I quickly adjusted
In love with this shit while these niggas just lust it that's why every beat I repeatedly crush it I'm saying
Shout out the supporters for spending ya dollars and quarters
For placing ya orders and copping the merch for the likes and retweets when I'm dropping a verse I'm saying
I promise I'm always gon try to come with it I will never force it if I do not feel it
Ain't chasing no clout ain't gone come with no gimmicks
If you hear me spit it it come from the spirit if I believe in it I talk it and live it
The flow too elite when I'm rapping these lyrics until the next joint I be back in a minute and then we can
Gratitude is always the attitude I appreciate yall taking this journey with me. Love
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I am legend a lyrical sorcerer, no sorts of remorse is given I torture ya
Scorching the booth of course flow respected from the Courts to Corsica
You just another corpse on these compositions bring coroners
Either something in my cornea or these rappers looking cornier
I'll corner ya with fire, these pyrotechnics inspiring future and prior legends
A fusion reactor, I'm used to applying pressure
If music requires ethics, put them tired records
Back in a bin like Rooney did Byron Leftwich
Truly my mind's infected I'm moody sometimes dejected
Grew up in a habitat that's unruly and crime infested
Tried and tested cause the obstacles grew in a valiant effort
Rhymes majestic now, was down but they knew we was plyometric
And we was left with scraps depressed and black shacked up with roaches
Even slept with rats to waxing poetic over aggressive tracks
From unknowns to two of the best to rap
Just expressing facts, tower over the game like you standing next to Shaq
No stress attached to my rituals daily
Tryna defer is like spiritual draining
Why all these niggas be claiming they life a movie but it's fictional mainly
Get off my dick and tell ya bitch to come drain me joe we ain't gang
And we are not the same you goofies is good with living in locks and chains
I'm tryna block the pain and make sure that my life was not in vain
You talking jotting flames me and J. Arrr atop the game
Think you got the lane til we chase it down like a block from James
Now our stock exchanged, I'm planned on closing the market
Lyrically I cock and bang! When I'm blamming holes in a target
The flows I discarded shitting on ya absolute best, rock a tactical vest
The blast gon leave your clavicle wrecked
I've been dismantling threats, now they starting to lack existence
Been ahead of my time and its by a substantial distance
Inscribing impactful lyrics designed cause my passion vicious
These niggas never spit from the soul cause they trash in spirt
Whenever me and J. Arrr drop a collab you have to hear it
My nigga stay in ya lane or you gone be the last to steer it
Two living legends two kings of the culture you niggas peasants
Too many rappers that's trash we giving you niggas lessons, J. Arrr
True killers in this profession
Took years and it's near perfection
Shit'll make your heart burn, who giving you indigestion
Two different sections two men of respect aligning as one
Two lethal weapons pray you ain't on the wrong side of the gun nigga
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IAMGAWD Chicago, Illinois
Passion. Hunger. Aggression. Skill. Just a few words that best describe Chicago emcee IAMGAWD (GAWD: Getting Ahead Without
Devolving). With a unique baritone, agile flow and ear for production IAMGAWD seeks to go down in history as one the greatest emcees to ever lay hands on a mic.
#IAMGAWD🎤👑 #NXMEDIXCRE #NXBAHZXFF #CHICAGONEVER4GOTHOW2RAP
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