Untitled Song
• Written by TheAmericant
I'm a rhymer who says fuck the jewels and accessories
Surv don't focus less on needs, he stays with necessities
Like having dope lyrics, and keeping the flow Heavenly
Dynamic going higher than hills, call it Beverly
Deliver fire verses mark that shit as guaranteed
If we talkin' money trees, then I just planted the seed
Gonna be workin'a hard as fuck to make it into this heartless industry
Incompetent for messing with me cause I have no plans to be ending the beef
So clap along, all my Africans, and American's
Asians, Europeans, I cure your sickness like I'm Claritin
Not one to be fake yall know never I spit a narrative
And I'm not gonna shake, not ever kin to perishin'
Dynamic funk we stationed in this game like a garrison
We came as a replacement for those who weren't parented
Bars chop down your family tree, reconstruct you heritage
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TheAmericant
Member since July 24 2014