new track, fuckin with my new set up and shit. another meaningless boasting verse and such. lookin for feed of course. y'all want feed, you know to get at me.
1st verse - D.Gray
Hook - Fame
2nd verse - Fame
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Lyrics:
[VERSE 1 - D.GRAY]
I walk the streets with a face harder than Doctor Doom's
You beatin me's a dream brought on from a lotta shrooms,
Cops or goons, I'll put either two right on the news,
If you a math wiz then you know what a nine'll do,
Rockaway is the block with all of the livest fools,
So y'all better Duck like cartoons named Donald dude,
My brain's a knowledge jewel, just watch me prove,
That this game of life's booby trapped fulla obstacles,
Defeatin me's improbable, maybe impossible,
I'll bob and move through the lot of you,
ILL DEFZ...that live and lude rhymin tune,
Unkind and rude rap version of Motley Crew,
Stop me, you? Nahhh but several cats,
Challengin claimin they slick, well I been known severe wax,
So start steppin back, because should my record slack,
I'll smack ya with a bat until ya tag is on an epitaph,
Y'all cavemen niggas, shoulda never messed with rap,
I'm getting investigated by the damn Men In Black,
I'm outa this world, and they tryna find the spot,
Where I landed...ain't no movie, ain't a single Sign in crops,
The writer of them wild plots, make you want the rest of it,
My pen is gripped, I'm endin spits, the size of the new testament,
I never quit, heaven sent breath, that dont needa rest a bit,
I'm rhymin all night because that's just how I represent.
[VERSE 2 - FAME]
Yo im rhymin to embarrass you, just flexin guys
Got you homies shook by this lyrical exercise
You should try it...fuck a subway diet, this is it
Just keep on rhymin bad, than the more youll get ripped
By me, try me...ill show what's real
You'll see my mouth spittin flames without the use of grills
Now that's a talent, an just to think im only 16
Slick, lean, a sick fiend all combined like mixed drinks
Tic me, im comin at you in all sorts of directions
Portable essence, rhymin more every second
Blazin through ya eardrums, so hear one
An if you aint feelin it, then yall appear numb
Near done? I ain't even close to endin shit
For I gotta put you outta place like suspended kids
Now remember this, cause my principles are full of stupendousness
Sendin crisp, words in herds that can just end your bliss
And your wish, so don't even attempt to hit the booth
Cause im far from your range, thats why my shit's aloof
So be quick to move, I spit the truth..you wit me fool?
Yea I thought so, after all I know my rhymes will get to you