Intro:I never...
I never... I never sleep....sleep is the cousin....of Death

Chorus 1:Still livin my life
still puttin all the presure, still livin the strife
spitomatics back but in a new form
the skitzo, gave me to be born

Verse 1:
I'm still kickin it top range
B.R.E jump-off keepin you insane
the rhyme scheme is short but keepin it de-ranged
Simple like the syllables you find in my name
And we gonna stay at the top, for every bomb that we drop
lookin like Iraq and Afghanistan,compared to lava, they hot
on the tip of the screen,
you see the people who seem
nice, but then the pain pushes them to scream

Chorus 2:Nobody can stop me
if im on my worst day
figure it out, like cans you'll get sprayed
Motherfuckers realize by today
That B.R.E is the crew,destined for great

Verse 2:
Beef,shit, we got it on lock
younggadget couldn't beat us, if we wuz on his cock
its the super-dildo attack, but he don't get in pussy
he be goin up ass, nice little men, get pushy
so hey, don't drop the soap,a little piece of advice
and remember,he'll go in, and it won't feel that nice.
Shit but fuck the beef, if i cook it,bitch don't wanna eat
Im just bein nice to him, when i tell him, not to fuck wit B.R.E
But you ain't wanna listen, you just want to be heard
but this fag would really feel, all te homophoebic shit i would slur

Chorus 2:Nobody can stop me
if im on my worst day
figure it out, like cans you'll get sprayed
Motherfuckers realize by today
That B.R.E is the crew,destined for great


Verse 3:
Now im worthy of my destined greatness
how i leave without an ass, so you don't take shit
you wanna fuck with simpleness, and hittin up keystylez
sometimes complex shit, sounds like an overworked version of freestyle
but what if i told you, from what i hear around here
how i think some people work on for a week about pieces
i can't believe this
i must be wastin my time
because vrything i spit, every rhyme
doesn't stay in my head, i freestyle classic shit
so imagine, what i would put out, a week into this
just imagine, nigga, imagine it

Chorus 1:Still livin my life
still puttin all the presure, still livin the strife
spitomatics back but in a new form
the skitzo, gave me to be born
Chorus 2:Nobody can stop me
if im on my worst day
figure it out, like cans you'll get sprayed
Motherfuckers realize by today
That B.R.E is the crew,destined for great

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Only God can judge me, Who THE FUCK IS YOU?!