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Crescendo
- Instrumental used for this song: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CAFFRNHA c8
- Verse 1 starts at 0:27
- It feels like I'm unnoticeable, but capable with syllables
- But I still keep it private, like genitals
- Call me what you want nigga, call me a criminal
- Just know I keep all my messages subliminal
- I rap about real shit, your raps are fictional
- I'm doing the maximum, you're doing the minimum
- And I'm spurting from the ground up, like a chrysanthemum
- Your girl's sweet to the taste, like cinnamon
- And there's still no justice, we made an example of Zimmerman
- Just think about the imminent sentiment of my testaments
- These days all people care about, are those Benjamin's
- It's sicker than my synonyms
- But do my raps have a hidden meaning? Like an acronym?
- It's maddening what's happening to these rappers, and,
- Saddening the lies that they're fattening the public with
- Herewith, if he commits and outwits the misfits
- Then it's time to take off, spaceships
- Verse 1 ends at 1:20
- Verse 2 starts at 1:47
- When did the bullshit, become more important,
- Than relationships and kindergarten
- This shit got me feeling intruded on, like a false warrant
- My raps seem foreign, but really they aren't
- Open your eyes, see the importance
- And I'm just heating up, like a Foreman
- I was waiting to blow, you could say I was dormant
- Just like a volcano, I'm slowly rising, like a crescendo
- The door was open for me, but I jumped out the window
- These rappers so childish, like Gambino
- And they keep playing games, that's Nintendo, but who knows,
- I suppose that these rappers have been diagnosed with writer's block
- Because my raps are still hot, there's are not
- And their frequency to adopt to my styles is nonstop, who's on top
- Hold on, it's time to restart, and disregard these retards
- Apart from the fact that I play these rappers, like a guitar
- Everybody's alarmed that I'm killing these rappers, when I'm unarmed
- Verse 2 ends at 2:40
- Verse 3 starts at 3:07
- Y'all tried to diss me, but I remained unharmed and unmarked
- So y'all better turn the lights on, because I strike in the dark
- Put up your defenses, because it's time for me to bombard
- I'll leave y'all physically, mentally, and emotionally scarred
- For my whole life, I felt as I was behind bars
- But now I'm working off those bars
- And hoping they'll bring me to women and expensive cars
- To your expenses, these pretentious assholes left you defenseless
- I'm an endless menace, I'll leave you breathless and senseless
- And you motherfuckers ain't seeing clear, let me get you some lenses
- Given the circumstances,y'all ain't taking me serious like circus dances
- Given the chances, to be on my side
- But you chose to oppose, now you die
- Swift with the blade, like a samurai
- As my raps diversify and intensify
- It doesn't justify why your raps horrify
- And crucify anyone who is unified
- I'm liquefying all these rappers, you could call it genocide
- But I prefer the terms of homicide
- These rappers taking their own lives, call that cyanide
- What is prophesied does not comply with what is certified
- I leave my listeners in a trance, hypnotized
- Verse 3 ends at 4:00
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