Key: G# minor
Verse 1
Yeah yeah
Verse 2
[Tame One]
Word is bond my songs ain't wack,
and any nigga
and can't get that
I got dues with receipts,
Commander in Chief of the belief
keeps me geeked up
you with that shit in tea cups
We bust the raps that matter,
while you battle
I'm one of them prime
time rhymes without rotation
I'd rather hide my tape collection
Verse 4
who's the best
one two
(repeat 2X)
Verse 5
My forms, patterns,
I'm transparent,
That I be the greater rhyme
stater with the data
Instant flow, like five minute grits flips
Uncover skits like a private dick hits
chop you into sections
like a jigsaw, shit be raw,
rock for alla y'all tall
with the gall,
foot in the mix like Hammer grammar forms
Side bumpin in your ride
New Jersey native, creative with the sorts
be
But there are no flaws in this
rap lord's rest
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