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Southside Flow
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Tobe Nwigwe
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Yeah Look, don't act like you ain't see this coming Somethin' for the city, Get Twisted Look One time for the nappy-headed kings with the skin of mocha All these rappers mediocre when compared to Yoda Sonning rappers who act like they sell blow, I'm Ray Liotta Do my best to get that white off their dome, I'm Head & Shoulders Higher than the compet**ion, dodge the opposition I ain't never had a pot to p*ss in, partners on the block, they pitchin' Everybody catchin' plays If ever any of us should box then everybody catchin' fades Blast the Ks, that's the rules 'till everybody pa** away Was once a castaway, now everybody tryna catch the wave A young torchbearer, top vintage shorts-wearer My hood was hard, it's only right I bring more terror To pseudo gangstars mesmerized by that garbage rap Lowkey wanna catch you under your chin like parter hats, ouu But my heart is trapped between now and where I started at Durags and the starter hats like Jagged Edge where the party at, ouu Trap a [?] ki, that's where my heart was at Foreign Park gave me the how to survive the hood starter pack, ouu So I can't blame 'em for the fruit they eat that causes slack I'm partly behind the impact of that apple like Wozniak, ouu But once you evolve it's hard to comprehend, no offense Used to see laws, climbed the fence Felt condemned, just hoarded a Gucci belt and the Vans Dub deuces for the win, whose in the broad with cinnamon skin, ouu This remind me of my pitfall Lucy hit me up multiple times, they all was missed calls He'll flex all with a thick wall and thirst and lust Then makes withdrawals on your morals 'till they all emerged in dust Or floatin' in the wind vanishin' You can tell that God branded him from how consecutively he be dismantlin' Every beat they handin' him, wack rappers panickin' my shows sold out a year in advance like Hamilton, ouu 'Cause I got knowledge, went to college All my bars are hyperbolic, flow is polished, lowkey flawless I got thotties on my sausage just symbolic They get chaotic and astonished When they hear I'm 'bout to marry a goddess, ouu And I ain't talkin' 'bout a deity She sweetest tea and good for me like [?] Tell Lucy we at war, I'm at his neck like a guillotine Put so much in every bar to make it look like I seamlessly got the beam in me Keep the king with me, I'm eating frequently If we ain't on the same frequency I probably could bless you vis a vis These hands, now go sit down
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