Levels Remix Verse

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Rolling sour kush, knocking blunt ashes

off the frame like some license plates in movie stunt crashes

my whole crew is full of extreme renegades

1-2 and it don't stop, we speak the truth center stage

you been afraid because we penetrate the scars you left

marked for death, sparked, ya wet, lyrical architect

my flow is doper than laced crack and an acid sheet

smash the beat, write a thesis, compose a masterpiece

holy shit, Holy Grail, Holy Ghost, Holyfield

sick as hell when flowing through ya system like sickle cells

sweet 16's delivered like a caterer, hater breaker of a-

sweet nigga, I'll spit and chew him, he's a Now or Later

diamond when I beat the beat up, style lemon lime

if you faking, peel your cap back like a clementine

the kid locked behind the hard hitting bars, you drop soap

elevate my consciousness with beats and pot smoke

catch me coming in swingin' like a fast ball

we keep our beef raw, while the opposition add salt

quit your trash talk, before you grindin' on the asphalt

I'm the mix of Nas, Rakim, G Rap, and Black Thought

take the mask off and show your face to the Holy Ghost

highly medicated, hot grills till I hold the toast

overly dedicated, rock scale where you overdose

slowly roast the game over flames till it comatose