2017 BET Hip-Hop Awards Cypher

[Intro] Welcome to the 2017 BET Hip-Hop Awards Cypher I go by the name of 6LACK and I came with Little Simz, Mysonne, Axel Leone and the homie Tee Grizzley Yo, DJ Premier, let's get it [Verse 1: Little Simz] Hey, posed at the north side of that London Where fed there's always a pagan teeth Look quiet, don't trust 'em Where if you walk around with a chip on your shoulders Tryna get lemon, couldn't get battered You know it, where I come from 73 will get me from home to college and back Winter will make me go from my home to college and back Why? Ain't tryna be out in the cold like that Boujee still, when this city grow like that? Cute in hills, then a trackie for the road like that All details, yeah, I can do both like that I push my own set of wheels on the road like that Shit, I'm actually a G, my friends, you know like that Trust me, I'ma free up, I'm been moving and weaving Now the gate in my ways, through the system, I seen museum Everyone's got a purpose, everybody's a being Being the only alien, y'all around me, I'm seeing More than you can imagine, who'd of thought this would happen? Teachers looked at me funny when I said I'd make it from rapping Still got love for Miss Rosen, still got love for Miss Wilton I don't fuck with Miss Chambers, she didn't do me no favours Calling out all the agents, can't see beyond they nose I kill shit then I kill shit, when shit's killed, I'm ghost Don't wanna talk depressed, get them cameras out my face I'm anti-social as fuck, lord, just need a smaller space, space [Verse 2: Axel Leon] Yo, I wanted them to say something for having but I'm pissed off That I ain't take it serious then, and it took me this long I pissed on everything I ain't doing number two long What is you on? I'm heroine, I traveled here in a brick form They turned on me, all ego, man I had to start again from scratch like Preemo hands Did more, Halle Berry in a Coogi, I'm a big storm I rip y'all, you wack, off rip but it rip off I almost quit sniff, quarter drip then I gripped on We lit mom, I'm at the awards without a hit song Think I said "kill it on BET" Like don't be human, be an alien, be E.T EBT? That's a TBT Turn BET to Boriqua y TTV, juice Leon, rappers don't got enough fire to show me Young Jugo, y'all could call me five fire emojis Put rappers in a pot, come and check if it's boiling You put him feet first and push him 'til his neck in and boil it Thirst 'til everything in your saving and checking is voided Couldn't stone but he collect unemployment Heard him almost threw up, sewer, doo doo like he grew up next to the toilet I don't even put in effort, I spoil it For everybody trying Leon on line they can't effin' avoid it I ain't stop, already effin' destroyed it We run rap from the jump, I'm KRS One to Capital Pun That's when I promised Pun I would bring rap back to the Bronx We catch him, let him go, put him back in the trunk After the pump blast to the lung, they task in the trunk, mhm Wrist said I'm big with it like a half a key My neck chilly like I've never been to Applebee's I'm the best, no offense to anyone that back with me Bruh, they set you up before they put you after me, Jugo [Verse 3: Mysonne] Welcome to reality I'm a fake rapper's rivalry, the leader of the cavalry Young Huey P. with Big Meech mentality The rap Kapernick with 2Pac's anatomy I got 'em mad at me 'Cause I freed kids from the trap and put morals over salary But they would rather me lie the way they lied to me Have them in these streets dying, becoming casualties But nah, I'm a whole different breed Everybody following, I was sent to lead I'm a soldier, when I bleed, I just lick the wound No, you not a G, you got it misconstrued You all on IG, lying to get views You got these little kids dying, trying to listen to you Or they sitting in prison instead of sitting in school Because you told them play the game, didn't give them the rules Won't you tell them to fix their plan just to lose To all my young kings: don't ever listen to fools Nah, I'm not hatin', just a little confused How show 'em all the diamonds, never give 'em no jewels? And if you're tired of the buffoonery Follow me, I'll show you how to shine without jewelry Show you how to grind and bought back to community Bring black on black crime, back to black unity If you a G, I know you see you and me Gangster, but wow, ain't nothin' nigga can do with me One man army, imagine if it was two of me I swear next year Oprah gon' try to cougar me, huh 'Cause I did it on my own I'm putting work, now I'm sitting on his throne Crown me the same way that you do any king I rather nail for something than just stand for anything [Verse 4: Tee Grizzley] At the cypher, I ain't write this, let it come from head One rule amongst my gang, let's keep one in the head They hatin' but they ain't gonna touch one of my dreads After I gun at your head, boy I'm 'gon come for your mans I'm from Detroit, where we run up through bandz Cut up them grams and go dumb with them scams You owe me some money, better run my bread When mark jump out with that pump, you can't run it's sprayin' They throw their beef over the gram, they feds Can't even speak about my beef, they dead Only time rappers start to act like my friend Is when they in my city looking for protection, they scared I can't eat without my dawgs, they fed I can't really tell if they opps or they fans I think that prison did somethin' to my head I was locked up with somethin' this long strapped to my leg I heard the trenches got a hero, it's about time Hundred on my neck, I came a long way from Compton Fifty on my wrist, I came a long way from child time If I stacked up hundreds, it would stand about 5'9" Ballin' on these boys like I'm Bron-Bron Dunked that green side and that white side, Hassan Everywhere I go I'm strapped down like I rock climb I would keep goin' but I ain't got time, hah [Verse 5: 6LACK] Around the time when Lil Wayne was on every hook I was on my worm-tip, I was in every book And T-Pain was killin' every remix he could smell Them my homie did some shit and had to sit in the cell So I focused on my music, chose my sentences well Now my sentences sell, I don't censor them well Connected to a higher power like I sit in a cell Tower, this ain't rappin' while I'm splitting a cell Okay, all my favourite rappers are washed up And write the same song ten times, leave me star-struck My president on crack, my exes is black like my name is I ain't even 'posed to be famous I heard 'em saying "Who they sayin', who be they?" But they ain't never put the work in Internet surfing, Instagram lurking, been waitin' on this moment since Tigger was in the basement 106 was poppin', Free looked amazing Damn, that boy got a flow of a hunnid guns She say "Baby, you a savage," I say "21, 21" When I finish this verse, download my album Take a chance on a rapper, you don't want no problems Watched enough cyphers to know I need a gun bar Somethin' 'bout an AR and how that thing is dumb tall I'ma take it, I'ma swing it like a pendulum, dog And your toupée ain't safe, so you better run, dog It's a DMX flow, it's a we up next flow They can't really handle bars, it's a BMX flow I'm skippin' through this thing like I'm Snoop, what it do? Atlanta got a star, boy, I'm the proof Hip-hopped over the beat, hopscotched over the street Top-notch, mispronounce my name and get pop-rocked I come from the east, we hustle for a ten piece and split it with the game It's FREE 6LACK and I'll be here until you know the name