Correction Lyrics KSI Poppin’ Challenge by GAWNE

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Quarantine season baby..
Make rap great again, unh

Unh! This a job, it's not a hobby
Demogorgon on the mic when I'm recording
Catch a body like the Saudis
Take the shorty in the lobby, yeah
But stranger things have happened
So f**k making a milli, Bobby
Brown knows, no love to Lil Yachty
F**k a Lil Boat, I don't sail on rivers, no kayaks
Got a bigger flow, tidal wave
Could kill a whole island
Like a village down in Sicily when hit with some violence
Yeah, f**k making a milli
When I'd rather make a billi, no Eilish
So fly, I don't need a co-pilot
Call me Besos 'cause I prime deliver every damn rhyme
To my fans like the Amazon buyers

But I'm in the crib like Babadook
'Cause we could take this sh*t outback, no kangaroo
If you doubt that, envy's turnin' ya'll green
Lookin' like they hulk smash
Baby boo, the referee ain't savin' you
Ya'll about to f**kin' take an L and cry about it like Logan Paul
On pay per view
I don't really think it's gonna be too f**kin' difficult
To kill a flow, 'cause every time I work up in the studio
And spit it like a missile, then obliterate another one of
The critics who was thinkin' I wasn't gonna be the only one
To win it, though the minimal amount
I wanna spit in, is equivalent to what I'm gonna do
When I get up and do the f**kin' inner workings of Illuminati
I don't really got a human body, oh my god, I think I'm dying
I'm a virus energetic, where I always gotta get a little tired
When I'm in quarantine
Hoardin' all the toilet paper, thinkin' it could get a little violent
But I don't really care because I'm never gonna let it get me scared
Up in a second, I'm an American
Got a Barrett 50, Gat, I bear an AK-47, MAC-11
Pistol whip a motherf**ker in the head
I be killin' motherf**kers who was talkin' like I'm never gonna make it
To the pinnacle!
I swear to god I'm never gonna quit it
Til' I make it to a f**kin' billion, even then I gotta elevate
I never slow momentum, I disintegrate
Anyone who was thinkin' I wasn't gonna be the head of state
I penetrated into the game like it's emanation
When I demonstrate a little bit, you could prolly never emulate
But then again it's never been a race
Until I enter the mental state of a cheetah when I speed up
And I'm runnin' like Adidas
I be lappin' everybody on the track while I be laughin'
I be rappin' faster than aa f**kin' rocket from in NASA
When I blast off into the f**kin' universe
I'm quicker than the speed of light
I do the verse, when on the mic I'm kinda like a satellite
I orbit insubordinate, to battle then I send 'em to the morgue
I ain't even gonna relent, yeah
I'm mentally a weapon, I be murderin' opponents
So someone call the medic need to get him anesthetic
And I think I got a headache 'cause you motherf**kers are menaces
Then again I never been a friend of an enemy
I'd rather be adamantly Vendetta in the Chesapeake
When I shred a beat with a head of steam
I don't think it's possible to be matchin' my energy
You would think I was off an amphetamine
When I be rippin' a rap impeccably
With sedative rappers who rappin' off of the ketamine
Seventy times better than the jealous men who envy me
You will never be ahead of me, ya'll bet that I be the illest
When I'm killin' every syllable with not even no evidence available
Not even a f**kin' molecule, I doodled on a follicle
I don't follow nobody, I'm 'bout to go "Geronimo!"
And drop an atomic bomb on Osaka now so adios
Audio slaughterin' everybody, yeah they gotta go to the catacomb
I put 'em in a coma then I get 'em on a ventilator
Like it was Corona!
Skrrt!

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