Tekst piosenki
"Finally it's time for me to shine on these Fucking clowns who mad that I'd sing In a round where rappers supposed to battle Well now I'm at their door with my gift & Christmas carols In thy apparel, war gear, time to lace these boots up And stomp my way to #1, yo Chop, excuse me bruh Don't mean to be rude but I really need to get this food Clothing & shelter, I need a belt to hold my belts up. So skinny, feel like I'm diminishing, Lord please come replenish me Promise to never challenge U again, hashtag #NoCinnamon. Psyonik, he been a friend, Isaiah, been a friend But dem n!ggz neva asked me to collab on a track so fuck 'em, uma do what they couldn't Word to Dub-A, that's diamonds in an Einstein Piece, Yeah he might SCHPIT a few rounds, but I'll have em Schpitin teeth, Piano Keys when he smile, CERTIFIED! Now play dat blue melody for the ranks you truly deserve...otha than #1." ____________________________________________________________ Let's make a toast and take a shot For everybody who's advancing another spot.
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