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Boy you ain't a general, lieutenant or sargeant So it comes down to who's spittin' the hardest The fans want music, man you givin' them garbage It ain't the car you in, its who's driven the farthest On that road to success, This a ode to the best Only heard real words that'll flow from my chest Tracks that bang in the East and explode in the West A general, got that S sowed to my vest Thats that bulletproof, you talkin a lot, just cool it dude This gun never lies, don't make me pull the truth Out my pocket, cock it, and if you don't drop it Like electrical outlets, your mouth I will sock it Kidnap yo ass in a fuckin' Range Rover Have you tied up in the trunk, haha, Hangover That's it, game over, I'm the boss cowards Got these peach bitches sayin "On my knees I bow, sir" Its obvious I got you bitches starin' in amazement Better show respect when you walkin' on my pavement These other rappers had the torch, But homie when I came in They ain't keep it, like a married bitches maden And they stepped out my way, they were safe then But to those who wanna battle, you left your haven You along for the ride, Don't get left gazin' I'm the one who got these wheels spinnin like the fuckin' cavemen I only write the truth with this pen in hand And I put my heart in it like they did the tin man Said I put my heart in it like an organ doner Why reach for these stars that I'm soarin over Cash flow ain't a problem, boy the chedda won't stop And unlike my Glock, boy I'll never go pop I was sick of the game, I would cry for a remedy And then I took off and learned the sky couldn't limit me You had yo chance, now stop son, its my turn Like some unwrinkled clothes, this is what I earned Boy you ain't Picasso, but you better pray to be Paint a picture with your words so you can watch what you say to me Rappin repetitive, like speech impediments St-stutterin', boy you ain't no motherfuckin veteran Mu-mutterin', words that ain't got no leverage You on a long list of rappers who I'm better than Full of ideas, the lights come on, Thomas Edison Have you runnin for years, like the fuckin president Put you at the bottom of the ocean in the sediment Show it off in court, bitch I'll carry in the evidence Cut through my own wrist, engage in limb severance To prove I'm the best, hands down, now thats clever kid Run up in yo crib, stealin' from yo residence And I'm takin half at least, haha, divorce settlements Take ya one on one, but if ya brothers get to steppin' in Bullets spray All In The Family, George Jefferson You're gone, hopes its better in your future endeavors when The fuckin' beat drops, and that motherfuckin' record spins I earned my stripes on the real like some highlights Don't let your views get confused, boy this is my mic Its my life, along with my sinister writin Embead my name in your brain bitch, remember the titan
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