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- yeah come on, let me kick it, listen
- don’t make me kick him again I said listen
- feel the temperature in the room risen
- I’m chilling, killing ducks, goosebumps on his skin makes him my next mission
- thoughts in my head feel like T Rex in a prison
- can’t fit in
- my head big, the cap hand made to fit in
- the landscape of rap not quite matching what I visioned
- so let me tell a vision, like the prime time on your television
- everything’s real like a real reality show
- plenty of hope, many rappers sound dope, and none of them overdosing on coke
- freestyles come from the dome and no one will ever choke
- I can say that I’ll kill you and people know it’s a joke, yeah
- ghostwriters get recognized for the shit that they wrote
- this I can see with my eyes closed
- makes me want to slip on an ice slope, the road’s slippery so easy to fall
- hottest thing in Summer but freezing at Fall
- can’t even afford a used Ford, hmm
- let me give the demon a call
- I want the fans to scream like when they see Bieber at mall
- I wanna be like the pied piper playing his song
- I want you to be singing along, uh
- it’s Henrik
- come on say this along
- it’s Henrik
- yeah I remember when I told these guys to picture me rapping
- they laughed at it like giving running shoes to an asthmatic
- no tutor just a fool tapping with magic, well abracadabra faggots, I’m past average
- stomach filled with butterflies but not cuz I’m nervous but because I’ve been eating you maggots
- treat the beat like a pervert in the sheets
- my dream job’s to say words then have ‘em echo on the streets
- carrying (s)words and riding Brego on the streets
- yeah listen, I don’t make shit without a meaning
- I make sure even the word shit has a meaning, like I see you rappers Mr. Beaning, I’ma eat you shit you on the streets and
- make you guys wear high heels
- the time is ideal for a revolution
- should it be the second renaissance or just evolution
- now can you see my confusion
- I can’t sing, how can I be a rapper when I can’t utilize the fusion
- I want respect not just views on a computer
- I want a family, not just consumers
- I want a legacy, unreachable for the looters
- be undefeatable for rappers, shooters and prosecutors
- just look at the way he maneuvers, this a game and ain’t no way he will lose it, Henrik
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