listen

im frum chicago, where real niggas ride 4//
anything they love n put in work to see strive//
know that im no different, im serious n niggas livin lies joe//
4 real, still im ill, i am cane like lydo// yea
if, u ca make it rain, i can make an ocean//
bitches jock, n keyz'll getchu dropped if u like floatin//
then u sink, lyrically ya boy flame//
n i ca put u out, have u stomped into a nice portrait//
so gutta's the kid, so fuck wit it, if u wanna//
get the 9 burned at ya ribs//
u dont like macaroni, still shells u'll b holdin em in//
unless that R make em all go throo u like words that aint bein focused in//
im in a different class, im sick wit the pen//
i am all together ill, i depart him if he get//
out his body like his piss, cuz i dont take no shit man//
listen dawg, i ca get u popped like a dent man//
on a car, in it i am meen, no grin man//
n commin at me'll get u leened like kickstands//
on a bike, n ya bitch ride me, like one//
live n direkt Keyz commin from the site, 1//




2, i was checking the mic son//
never seen another emcee this hot in ya life youngin//
im, uppin ready ta hard broil these frawds like sumthin//
stuck in the oven on high, fuck it//
like wat it, is, i clap first, rap verse's maniac sick ill hersch spittin,
earthquake earth splittin//
lyricist, 42 keyz the dimented//
gutta child, n im fuckin wild wen i recite just listen//

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