Im beginning to feel like a Rap God, Rap God All the kids, from the front 2 the back nod, back nod Now who thinks their arms are long enough to slapbox, slapbox They said I aint writin, so Im goin offtop [Verse 1] But Im still wreckin all these tracks, while I chase my dreams My competition worst, nightmare You Tryna compare us, that aint, fair and they, talkin down, but I aint carin Got the kids and I got they parents, Worldstar appearance made that apparent On that Young Jeezy talkin bout why yall hatin, Still a question, wit no answer And if that dude sick, then I spit cancer Lyrikkal workaholic, kill em all on they own tracks You dont really wanna get into a battle, and get ridiculed 4 losin to a girl like that Betta stay quiet, 4 I start riot, or else its on and poppin We done kicked the doe off the hinges and we aint never stoppin If I want it ima get it, aint nobody comin wit it, you hear this trash they droppin Only realized, it was Ironic, that my real name was Lyric after the raps.. How could I not blow?? I was born to flow, who gone argue with that.. Imposters havin a field day, Hows it feel to be a copycat? It Must be painfully sad, back to business, thats akktin bad Im beginning to feel like a Rap God, Rap God All the kids from the front 2 the back nod, back nod Now who thinks their arms are, long enough to slapbox, slapbox Let me show you how killin these tracks aint that hard that hard.. [Verse 2] Everybody wanna know how a girl from the hood gone start wit nothin then blow up.. A lot of practice and patience, late nights, hard work and dedication Gotta deal wit the rumors, and the hate Hit the game outta nowhere, started chasin that cash, now we rake it in uh These Haters get taken to school wit this music, cause I use it As a vehicle to get em in the booth, No names cause It might make em famous.. Me?? Im the princess of rap, consistency earned me that Shoutout to the queens before me, Roxanne, Lyte, Latifah in fact Foxy and Kim, Eve Brat, now me and Nick its a wrap.. Just wait till we all on one track.. Man I know them streets gone love that This beat so HARD Ima wreck this MIC and leave the BOOTH in a ball of FLAMES Aint nowhere close to where im tryna be in this GAME and thats a cryin SHAME The passion still remains, and quittins for the lame We aint playin, So yall better watch what you sayin Lil fake lookin girl, so fake I can barely look 5 seconds straight lookin girl Ur witnessin a takeover like u watchin them bad Akktors roll up lookin girl... Aw, say that girl is fake, thats all we say lookin girl You get a few hits that you prolly paid 4 and ignored 4 that sneak dissin here lookin girl Hey lookin girl, what u say lookin girl You Cant touch me im MADE lookin girl I done grinded, for everything that I have, I aint lookin 4 a deal, get out my face lookin girl Basically girl, ur never gonna be capable of keepin up, wit the princess lookin girl cuz Im beginning to feel like a Rap God, Rap God All the kids from the front 2 the back nod, back nod The way I play around on the track call me Track Star, Track Star Young, Lyrikkal from the hood, the new fash god Kneel before royalty the Future Queen, yes I am hot. Them not
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