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Radamiz
Featuring(s) : King Critical
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This "Writeous" I believe in this [Radamiz] I want to's become I have to's Song names turn to statues It was your time, now's your curfew son And fake friend bound to turn to rap feuds When I die, have a big ass party in my glory In my honor, for my story, this my karma for that stardom Don't idolize me You just tryna eye-for-an-eye me For reality checks they gon' rob me Wherever you can't go is where you'll find me Cinema of my lifeline, "Writeous" ain't even the teaser Sleep is the cousin of Death, and I ain't related to either I'm so focused Tourette lookin' with your twerking ass, hardly workin' ass Full glass probably half empty to your thirsty ass I'm all open And you got fans but ain't cool to me Blowin the tip, that's gratuity Blame the pay cuts, the fake ruined me, the hate's fuming me Who the f*ck gave you a cosign? The biggest lie's that all of this gon' pop off in no time I'm just tryna find where freedom lies Your shit is free dumb lies How you view your life's gon' be your demise The prize of success came with no surprise Man I been grindin' [King Critical] ? [Radamiz] f*ck you pessimists, ain't never did shit so they turn to critics Picture them blackin' out like a negative Where the medals for my regiment? Out the cement we arose, your turn tentative Decadence more like medicine full of sentiments for my foes Turned to Damien as their lord Runnin' through the Triple 6 with their woes You way half way crook, other half mediocrity You spit bullshit, that's hypocrisy Gallon of Henny turn a sober to a Socrates This my chaining day, spit a jewel to blow your name away Then throw it up like Dame in '98 For all the times my denim ain't even have a dime to pay I spit that gospel, turn a criminal to a minister Treat your torch lit like a cigarette Turn your limelight to a silhouette In need of inspiration, ain't no competition sparkin' that Planted my seeds, Madison Garden the harvest That real shit been like an artifact Too rare for synonyms, maybe “too rare”s the synonym for the way that I scribble out mine For too long been sizzlin', ima ball like Krillin, plus the discs got that "Writeous" sign That's not a lie, hundred milli for Mogul on that dotted line Then I prophesize The revolution will be televised and monetized [King Critical] [King Critical] ?
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