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Add-2 - Tale Of Two Citiez Freestyle lyrics

rate me

Pull up the pen

Blow up like a grenade

Spit as hot as the sun

Rappers live in shame

I rap savage

Bad like the bad habits

I’m back on track like it’s a train

Kickin’ like this is hotter

I’m hijacking your plane

9.11 somebody got 9.11s

Somebody about to get bodied

About to see Heaven

Me don’t need a weapon

The one from the gang is getting so damn bored to me

Eyes level is more like a grand level to me

I shoot you right

Bring in the dope

Like coke carried the bolo

Don’t jump shit

My shit is sinking the whole Globe

Earth quaking the Earth getting the ozone

It disappeared like triangles in Bermuda

You couldn’t measure my level

Instead you had to gather some rules

Who the evil villain is?

Now I touch my flow

I’m throwing lines like a fisherman

Hearing your momma mill

What bitch? I said hy

You can’t see me

You can’t beat me

Me against the world

The world’s gonna need some more help

Give them help, give them change

You know I’m giving dope

But I’ve never seen a sale

Stickin’ to grind

I’ve never seen a real dope

More power than the 48 laws

Shorty is shocked

Smokin’ like Cubans

You thought you were close but no

Told them I’m bringing the storm

I be feeling like seasons everywhere that I want

Get the picture

These other rappers need a filter

Fans gassing and I’m like Hitler, nigga

Can’t concentrate

I’m moving stairs like I escalade

I’m trying to warn them

We won, GA, no regulators

I got a million ways to help you meet your Laker

I’ll make it easy

I’ll let you pick it like a dealer straight

Your mind is a major

But I don’t have a will

I’m what they’d never kill

You say your life a movie

But I ain’t saying it real

My first day I be rapping like it’s my last

And niggaz who drive they put up and then they crash

Look at you the cash count

Bossy got a mash out

Bumping like a rash out

Cookin’ with no pants out

Praying it has gone out

My friend will go blackout

That shit about to tap out

If I pass any other opportunity

Is cause I’m passed out

Showed up into the hood

I’m throwin’ all these songs into the glass house

Yeah I’m mighty Mart

They say I’m such a star

These rappers gonna need a bodyguard

When I kill these verses

I show no remorse

I like the sound how it comes around

Gets around

And if I ain’t cured

Is cause I ain’t got a round 2

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