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BET Hip Hop Awards 2017 Freestyle

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06.10.2017

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[Verse 1: XXXTENTACION] Rap quitter, knack of the sack, nigga Who blizzards this rap, bigger than men of a pack Grin to the top of the gat, grip, and I'm busting up wack niggas Tarter or plaque, nigga? What do you choose? Simply irrelevant, mhm, cynical, evident Please, wrestling evidence, keys Moving when definite Sole goals for the president Bleed red for the government, he's... [Interlude: XXXTENTACION] "Hahaha!" [Verse 2: XXXTENTACION] Love is not kissing, hugs, sharing fucking drugs Pictures on your birthday, pictures of making love It's dedication, trust and patience and compromise Not do or die, ultimatums for you and I I feel a vibe between us fade and I fucking hate it I cut myself constantly, hate myself, and creating Pain within your heart and I'm thinking this pistol tempting Screaming out to my demons "get even within yourself." She crying, she need your help, and you selfish, think 'bout yourself? All these problems created extended from hated self, and I... [Interlude: XXXTENTACION] "Ah-hahaha, that's all I got right now" [Verse 3:] Not saying I'm the best I'm saying that I'm tryna be, minus the excess Beating on my chest, get checked up Beat the beat, a boulder pro That's too quick too, outdoing all the older folks They be Voldermorts, I'm the Harry Potter "Aye, what you think, son?" That trash don't carry water Unless I scare your daughter or run up in a room I be flying across the moon with a broom, I'm witch! [Verse 4: YFN Lucci] 50 Central, no stutter in my step Money on my like that nigga lost a bet Can't wait to blow her back, she blanking Burn these hoes in my pocket Cash speed and lighting up, I'm on a 50 Central rocket Why don't y'all get on the short bus? In it, come off of the short bus We be up here in the short bus [?] and you heard us I don't write lines, I just spit it off the dome No penning pal wth my enemies, we don't get along [Verse 5: Waka Flocka Flame] Misdirected and the cops are wrong Men that ratted on each other, then they back at home Acting like it never happened, backstabbing? Woah Horse necks, another rapper dead, no flex I'm going at they head, who the best, cause it's checked Closed mouths never get fed, take the food off your plate Chew it in your face, motherfucker I can't hear your shit, moment of sirens Condoning the violence if you're proposing the rising They fanbase mad, I killed they favorite rapper Fuck it, I'm still they favorite trapper's favorite trapper Fuck freestyles, kill 'em with this written rhyme And all these coke head niggas better get in line No subliminals, I'm direct, getting off Your clique is soft, tell your bitch kick it with a boss We two people from the bottom of a different lane Course I feel your pain, feel like I was born again This the tiger and the lion, this is David and Goliath The Quran and the Bible, the pistol and the rifle In the cypher, I ignite you It's a cold fucking world and I'm sneezing bricks [Verse 6:] I put this outfit on, knowing that Trump might curse at me But I still black out in an all black Kap' jersey Listen, I don't think you heard me I black out in this all black Kapernick jersey And for the sake of being free Why don't we all stand with Kapernick and just take a knee? So we can reverse the pattern of police brutality cause black lives matter, yah! [Verse 7:] In the hood, we don't listen Think I ain't getting money? I would say that you were tripping All of it's legal though, ain't no flipping chickens in kitchens It's hard to fit in my pocket, pardon me if I'm limping Now if I fall in love with this money, that's when I'm sinning Behind this real piece of paper, I ain't losing my religion My dog on the beat, had to dance it like New Edition In a '98 Honda, but this ain't the new edition Now I could be a lamborghini, yeah a new edition But it's unappreciated the second it's been driven I rather see my money on desks stacking and flipping I get a rush out of turning ten G's into a million Knowing you come from nothing, there's somethings I love McFilling I just use it to challenge the Almighty has given Now they calling him in to the men, women, and children Who questioning why the living and facing the opposition You gotta change your vision, when haters see you winning, they like "No, nah, no, nah, no he didn't!"
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