I love It

Yo yo yo yo yo yo yo When I grab mics I hold on tight like I’m attached to it Ruin brother’s careers, if I don’t my raps do it Like the R you clap to it Put more brothers backs into it Discourage, now I’m back into it I write famous bars like cheers, new years, yeah you wanna approach but no my crew here How we do that there, blow up for ages Doing shows in Las Vegas for boss wages We sell like Jordans We injure ordinary, our style very various, styles stealing stacks as I still on the wax Watch headphones collapse along with the tracks that you saving, now you nevermore like The Raven And yeah even if you get your flow up, you won’t blow up Cos you don’t, but I I mean to say I I I Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah I am Vonnie Ripperton, you will never catch me in no airbrushed Timberlands Live in my own world, sorry its no visiting, my flow menacing, last bar to finish em I get my whole style from inside, and you get yours from an in source an in vibe No contribute to gencide, I’m so comfortable within my skin It’s a riptide when I hit stage Came to rip, sell tapes and get paid, auch??? and then laid Props I’ve made and earned so ya’ll wait your turn, I’ve got a lot more days to burn stupid. Stupid I’m hoping I’m sounding like Jay-Z right now And my Guru Young!