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Verse:
Fuck all of them suckers be stabbing and saying “that’s too old school for me” Running the clock all the way from ten to zero like De Niro while keeping my temper real low But sometimes it don’t work and than I trip Dumb prick, knowing nothing about music, I stick and move lit
Who’s this running the clock out with a bunch of new tricks Suites me good, don’t it Answer quick when you’re my opponent Can’t touch me, haven’t you noticed I’m on the path for the chosen every step I take is confident, solid when I’m in the moment Row row row the boat while you’re sinking down the ocean unable to locate where we drop you to cold like snowflake Nice going, my devotion to this here is outspoken I do anything to keep the season open hunting on those who can’t control their own actions I rock and ride like biker mice from mars as my profession always on point and charismatic and I’m raised well in every aspect Class in session I get my thoughts to your attention

Hook:
Cause all that trash talk got you nothing but luck It’s sounding like no one is ever backing you up Keep it all up shit that makes you tough But in the end for you to win will never be enough All that trash talk got you nothing but luck It’s sounding like no one is ever backing you up Keep it all up shit that makes you tough With everything for you to win but it will never be enough

Verse:
In the studio I’m good to go, rocking them future flows that’s suitable for many occasions, snatching mic’s for the taking Amazing we back to basics, classic’s back in the making Six MC’s and one DJ, killing these main stages Working nightshifts to become a nightmare to wack MC’s out there Leave your bags behind and get outta here We’re pioneers And you don’t wanna come near these iron bears Ruling nations like Vladimir on the microphone clear Yeah we’re in this live arena in cyphers with righteous teachers Better stick to smoking refer and your skills ain’t lying either Time for you to get beat up by the posse from the south Knocking these suckers out Hey yo, you know what it’s about Next up to bat, slamming the door behind his back EllMatic the unexpected, going to back up boom bap Not related to uncle sam, but still keeping my pockets fat Keep on pushing it to the max and let the good shit reflect

Hook:
All that trash talk got you nothing but luck It’s sounding like no one is ever backing you up Keep it all up shit that makes you tough But in the end for you to win will never be enough All that trash talk got you nothing but luck It’s sounding like no one is ever backing you up Keep it all up shit that makes you tough With everything for you to win but it will never be enough

Outro: On with this, born with this gift “Predict what’s coming when I’m on the chrome quick”
On with this, born with this “Doing the impossible while everybody talk shit”
On with this, born with this gift “Predict what’s coming when I’m on the chrome quick”
On with this, born with this “Doing the impossible while everybody talk shit”