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SOLO8 - American Muscle
- Hello young girl imma down young fella tougher than dried ice in a hot water killer imma do anything as long as you here imma fuck up your dreams like a nightmare disease
- imma spit on your career imma tiger colored green
- im harder than monster approval no need ,cuz imma fuck your plans and your good looking greed
- Your weaker than a paper cut and i dont really give a fuck
- i dont really collab with wack as bitches you cost nothing i dont cost cuz my Value is rich hits they be like charging for weakness and rise their necklaces your rap is the sleekness
- Im solo8 and im going harder i swear to god aint gonna stop so don't bother you'll get nothing and i'll get the skills i gain with practice
- you gain it with drugs and pills
- im phoning high im super size you turn wise and link up with me before you see me on TV AND realize that you lost me you lost supplies YOU'RE FUCKED UP lets just quit the lies
- and i never gonna stop im going to the top and provide solutions to record the the fucking good stuff ,im dr.king in the streets solo8 in the booth you got my right name Ahmad ,so lets head to the truth
- Im so fucking great to your mama say hey, she says whats your name girl call me solo8 HAHA
- Im so fucking chill my tracks are the good shit ,bondage at the earth world made us fight and make wars but what are you fighting over
- Bitch im so fucking sober you're taking everything cuz your riding a range rover ?call me the Corn stover imma clover yall in hell like Hitler in October why i have to be the drover cuz yall acting like animals im being bad not famous yet and i aint sad, the time'll pass im high class im so fast im your worst past about to blast dip your ass in gas and you even last
- im not red man ,i aint red ,not birdman not yet rich so call me the flappy bird ,im rap nerd i heard ,take my word ,there's first second and you're da third fuck em other bitches call me rap sick You're blurred
- Man ,im really mad ,you're out there really fat or ripped
- you still wack joking on wayne but you aint got no money or fame
- your so lame you still hating look at you self you keep faking got no persona and for money dicks you're taking
- You're so fucked up that your friends call you a hoe ,your so lonely that you hate cuz you're all turned off ,now let us all see what you got from this heat i got everything i don't hate i win peace HA
- You're weak as fiber ,i'm going hyper ,rap rider ,good driver ,for good music a real fighter, our minds are even higher ,i fuck that bitch just like a tiger ,soon or later im the big the daddy ,they keep on looking at the fuck at me
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