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Kill a Beat 1
I bring hit after hit like a boxer You haters' inconsistent Everybody's on the same vibe Mine's kinda' different Verse hot, hook hot-- I'm gon' sellout soon as I drop Verse hot, hook hot-- I'm gon' sellout soon as I drop Insane, armed, 'bout to kill a beat Listeners' discretion, at your risk, grab a seat It's domination, a take-over, invasion Put music in your head, that's persuasion I'm on another level haters can't reach Pull-up with the top missin', like a nude beach In this Rap game, I'm a beast I hear ya' beats, it's like a Thanksgiving feast No one can see me, I eat-up competition Won't stop till I'm on top, I'm on a mission My aim's not in vain, I got precision Unchained the creativity, from my mind's prison Started hustlin', like a mason moving bricks Fought fire with fire, I'm known fo' taking risk No marathon, but I'm running the streets Not a vegetarian, but I love eating beats Like gifts before Christmas, I started to Rap Like a twig, suddenly pushed, the edge I snap Put down the weapons, pick up the mic' My hustle's workin', while haters on strike I'm hot, like a black top on a sunny day I'm all 'bout work, so they get no play I'm killin' competition, now their bodies' stiff Started from the bottom, now I'm on a cliff
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