Correction Lyrics Worldwide Cypher 3rd Strike - VI Seconds, VISECS, VI, Seconds, Shizzy + More by VI Seconds

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Y'all can’t kill me, my only death is clappin' myself
Y'all ain’t a challenge, so I’m back here out-rapping myself
I actually went crazy, started snappin' myself
There’s a reason I sit alone and I mack by myself
Same sh*t, just a different day
n***as wanna dance till arms pop when a finger wave
God fearin', but sinful, yet you’ll see the flame
Cross me? See metal in hand, in Jesus' name
The secret boss, you afraid of the hunt
'Cause when I’m hearin' all these callouts; my name don’t come up
I aim and I buss
I’m thе best, but I don’t say it enough
What’s known ain’t gotta be еxplained, but now I’m takin' the plunge
It’s a drive-thru movie when I’m makin' this scene
All you’ll see is whips pull up and a big clip light up your screen
Rivallin' me? I ain’t takin' that noise
Stick banging on ya ceiling; like the neighbours annoyin'
I’m comfortable everywhere, I don’t walk in disguise
Same n***a that done make Luke walk in the skies
So I ain’t got the time to play with you, bruh
Why take shots when you couldn’t handle takin' a punch?
Talkin' Spotify numbers, I’m so done with it
b*t*h, I’ll leave you dead in your spot if I run up in it
I delete n***as, and you showed you dumb
Who subpar? My iron put a whole in one
n***as got a lot of talk, but ain’t got a lot of walk
Leavin' both the Cyphers dead, hope you got a lot of chalk
Slide through in a tinted, I lift that thang up
Then your body f**ked up in the whip like BangBus
Y'all don’t like that I appropriate violence?
That was all I ever knew when it came to survivin'
It ain’t shockin', I know static, can’t a rap n***a try me
And I love my Nina like wifey
I see that you stressed
I’m the reason that your tee is distressed
No comparison, my presence makes you be in distress
They can’t bear it, I’m a Yogi, I’m just leavin' 'em stretched
While still out here tryna avoid a knee on my neck
While these corny n***as only wrapped up in the bars
And others got the nerve to make some 'bout Ahmaud
Y'all don’t know my pain
Treated lesser, y'all don’t know that shame
I don’t play like y'all, y'all don’t know my game
For your energy, cans wave, you gon' know that bang
And when there’s seconds to live, you gon' know my name
I mean, I am the apocalypse, poppin' sh*t at your populous
And all these net n***as who never dealt with a stop and frisk
A known ass whoopin', don’t dare try to pick it
I give you the signs that I been a pro, test and you gon' get it
Different, you know that, check the names I been killin'
Your favourite rapper steals my songs and puts bullets in women
So it’s an insult to me; to say there’s one in my lane
A lot of y'all why they think YouTube rappin' is lame
So when peace don’t work, the piece gon' work
That’s the only f**kin' reason that there's change
I been lettin' n***as slide, I been lettin' sh*t fly
Now's about the time that I let you n***as die
I am; what a lot of fans aspire to be like
And what a lot of these rappers study tryna speak like
Somethin' you never see twice
I find it ironic they always try to stop my drive, yet end up with a green light
The presence that’ll flicker the street lights
Doin' what I want now, I don’t think we repeat life
I’m that n***a, I got it, b*t*h, what’s poppin'?
If you ain’t better than me; then don’t talk to me 'bout my topics
I’m that heartbreak baby that be up in your b*t*h
These n***as food, why the f**k you think I stay in the fridge?
I mean, y'all ain’t really got bars like that
Y'all ain’t hard, you’ll get your face scarred like that
Don’t get decked ‘cause you mad I pulled your card like that
Do the math, I’m from Brooklyn and it’s all like that

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