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It's never too late time for my big break
Ball in the pocket every first line lock it
In class, no disruptions
You say, I'm here to push all the buttons
Don't even know what I'm doin'
Thoughts I'm brewin, light bulbs I'm screwin
Light up high up, twenty twenty vision
Dope flows by my own admission
Don't need no second opinion
Just put it all out in the open
Just like the weed I'm smokin
I've awoken, spoken, left everything broken
At the top of the class
Break fast
Eat the lunch of any body cross my path
Beginner's luck ain't gonna last
At the top of the class
Break fast
Eat the lunch of any body cross my path
Beginner's luck ain't gonna last
Just let me get organized, play dumb like a disguise
Always gotta go counter clockwise
Full decks, I surprise, full specs, feast you eyes
So many beats, so many tries
Rack 'em up while I rack it up
Called your bluff, you can't back it up
Hand it over so I can stack it up
Backin' up the garbage truck, next time, better luck
Suck it up while I strut my stuff
Maintain control, put you in a hole
Calling every shot, I'm on a roll
Everyone shout my name when I take a stroll
You just waitin' on your turn, holding your pole
At the top of the class
Break fast
Eat the lunch of any body cross my path
Beginner's luck ain't gonna last
At the top of the class
Break fast
Eat the lunch of any body cross my path
Beginner's luck ain't gonna last
Seen the angles, did the math
Drop every body in my path
Run the table, got the game in hand
Better sit down, I'm about to take command
Happen so quick, you can't even understand
You just a kid, and they calling me the man
Trying to get my hustle on, but it ain't no scam
Rustle up money as fast as I can
My rhymes reflect and reverberate
So many hits to respect and venerate
Like my assets, I hope you appreciate
Make money fast, pack it tight, concentrate
At the top of the class
Break fast
Eat the lunch of any body cross my path
Beginner's luck ain't gonna last
At the top of the class
Break fast
Eat the lunch of any body cross my path
Beginner's luck ain't gonna last
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Got a lot of thoughts like levels
My only enemies
Like a puzzle
Can't figure out what the money's done to me
Be kind, got that money on my mind, tangled like twine, I can't unwind, this time
Crossed the line, I've made a mess of mine, a crime, never wrote lines, wasted money and time
Now I go to work, i stack them blocks, on the clock now, walk in, don't knock, high like stock
Act shocked as I break the lock, now I talk and talk, write lines like a cakewalk
Got a lot of thoughts like levels
My only enemies
Like a puzzle
Can't figure out what the money's done to me
Got a lot of thoughts like levels
My only enemies
Like a puzzle
Can't figure out what the money's done to me
Some slight of hand, you can call them schemes, thousands of plots like a swarm of bees
Walk on the concrete in the dead heat, some deceipt, now you love the beat, no receipt please
Race right home, got a lot more lines to write, and a blunt to ignite, this beat is tight
Show some fight, see this problem from the right light, man, money will change your life
Got a lot of thoughts like levels
My only enemies
Like a puzzle
Can't figure out what the money's done to me
Got a lot of thoughts like levels
My only enemies
Like a puzzle
Can't figure out what the money's done to me
Stack of bills like an open wound, and that cut deep, won't leave any time soon, seems like I met my doom
In my thoughts, swept up like a broom, traumatized wrapped in my cocoon
Burst forth, new course, money first, makes my brain hurt, chasing money is the worst, hit reverse
No money left behind, finding quarters and dimes, verse after verse, I'm gonna get that purse
Got a lot of thoughts like levels
My only enemies
Like a puzzle
Can't figure out what the money's done to me
Got a lot of thoughts like levels
My only enemies
Like a puzzle
Can't figure out what the money's done to me
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I'm coming down the runway
Like I'm Vince McMahon
Run this land
And I've had about all that I can stand
That's why I entered the game
Tossing every body out my way
That's why I'm going insane
Every single day
You think you can stop me
Better take notes and hope you can copy
Just a counterfeit
Double check the rhymes, make sure they legit
Make sure all my clothes fit
Gotta look good when I spit
Gotta turn a profit
And you know I gotta show off
It's Friday, and it's pay day
Struttin like I'm comin down the runway
It's Friday, and it's pay day
Struttin like I'm comin down the runway
It's Friday, and it's pay day
Struttin like I'm comin down the runway
It's Friday, and it's pay day
Struttin like I'm comin down the runway
I'm in my prime
I rock the best designs
It's my time
Oh yeah, and also the rhymes
So you know I've got to look fresh
Just confess, so much better than all the rest
Fashion police arrest
All these mother fuckers looking like they live in a bird's nest
Got so many dope clothes
You'd think I robbed a fashion show
Stay composed as I compose dope flows
Hits like a fire hose, so cool I'm froze
Keep you on your toes
As I compose another sentence
Ego so big
It can't fit through the entrance
It's Friday, and it's pay day
Struttin like I'm comin down the runway
It's Friday, and it's pay day
Struttin like I'm comin down the runway
It's Friday, and it's pay day
Struttin like I'm comin down the runway
It's Friday, and it's pay day
Struttin like I'm comin down the runway
You know I just got paid
Best bet I'm tryna get laid
Sup girl, you need a drink
Sup girl, you need some time to think
Let's go somewhere quiet
Let you clear yo head
I know the perfect spot
In the solitude of my bed
Room, for two
Let me know what you wanna do
Hoping for the right answer
Like we're playing family feud
It's Friday, and it's pay day
Struttin like I'm comin down the runway
It's Friday, and it's pay day
Struttin like I'm comin down the runway
It's Friday, and it's pay day
Struttin like I'm comin down the runway
It's Friday, and it's pay day
Struttin like I'm comin down the runway
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Dash Galaxy
01:43
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Call me John McClane, taking down the whole building
Going insane until I'm top billing
I'm a villian, so many beats I'm stealin
Best stay out my lane
Ain't tryin to hear no complaints
Won't be kept in no restraints
I've got a lot at stake
So now it's time to make my escape
Won't play dumb, lock me in an asylum
Hate it when I come up where I come from
Celebrate the battle, well now the war is on
try to make me sit tight, well now I'm gone
blast off, into outer space
moving fast paced, but those years I can't replace
feeling displaced, can't land no place
find the right headspace, soon I'll be laying waste
Dash comes fast, hits hard with them bomb blasts
Obstacles jump past, top to bottom, first to last
Bustin through walls, knockin over fences
Grabbin all the weapons, leaving guards defenseless
Time to bust everybody out the pen
Hit hyperspace as a free man, we win
Get ballin, get brawlin, find your true callin
Devastation, got the galaxy in my hands
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Let's just get this over with, like a funeral procession
Life don't teach no lessons, it's just stressin, so just count your blessin's
Lot of people lost that got me to this point, this joint
I light, in search of peace of mind and not for this coin
Yeah I like to gloss up, shine, but I boss up, so you can't interrupt
If I right real lines, gonna smash it quicker than a paper cup
Hear me down here, know I still care, go even harder cuz you not here
Didn't even get to share a beer, can't comprehend, but I can make things clear
Fuck the police
Life already hard without this gang trying to run the streets
But that's not why I'm here to speak
Already heard that from rappers with much better technique
Just here to let some emotions out. Can't share em so I write em down
But I'm a rapper now, so everything I write I have to say out loud
But that's fine, I'd do it for you guys every time
Sorry, I'm lying, thought we had so much more time
How much longer will I be around, so I write these lines ands bars down
If I earn the crown, know that I stand on the shoulders of giants
When you see me a hundred feet off the ground
Gonna blaze a pound, get so high, talk to you like you still around
Sorry I can't stop joking, just like I can't stop smoking
Just my way of coping, and it got us through some tough times, hoping
You hear these words, news still slice like a steel sword
I'm still trying to absorb, emotions I've ignored
Can't die young, live fast, but then move past
Want to see all my young homies outlast
Threw so many lines in the trash, now I'm up to the task
Let my grown mind, try to understand the past
Even with some context, that don't mean shit
Honest, get you on a track that would be lit
Sorry, I started too late, you knew we could make this pape
Fate is what we make, but can't ask a kid to lift that weight
If you hear these lines, know that your star still shine
This one's just a test, know that I'm still trying
One day I'll write some lines that rock the earth and the heavens
Forget my name, it's you that I'm really reppin
But I'm not there yet, haven't even placed my bets
Still a pet project until I gain some respect
This isn't even close to as good as I get
Gonna get ya'll name in that Genius fact check
There I go again with jokes, but that's why we were friends
Growing up broke, but we could always split bread
Like kinfolk, always at each other's homesteads
You were just a kid, can't spit these bars without getting sad
We was neighbors, nobody knew better
Times tough, but the pressure make us shine bigger
Didn't know I'd be writing these lines like a letter
Don't know what I'm gonna do after
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Every shot, through the net
So obscure, but no regrets
This my life, this what you get
Dig so deep I'm going in debt
Every shot, through the net
So obscure, but no regrets
This my life, this what you get
Dig so deep I'm going in debt
Find every game, that nobody played
Make a whole mixtape, that no one gets, alright okay
Didn't take long to hit you with obscureness
Witness dope shit no one else can process
Drop a mixtape without a single name on it
Just being honest, you know I can't help it
Shine spotlights in crevices, all the fakes split
Straight obscure shit, my collections lit
Boring to great played it all in my day
Whatever a rental and decent box art brought my way
Most of them were alright
Some were terrible and I played them out of pure spite
Everyone played River City, everyone played Dodgeball
Why not this game, what the fuck is wrong with yall
This shouldn't be obscure
Says Nintendo World Cup on the front for sure
But Nintendo won't release it in the e-shop
Instead we get Nintendo Soccer, please stop
Mexicans in a game cuz Mexico's a team
But not in multiplayer cuz they were buffed beyond belief
Every shot straight through the goalie, play it you'll see
NBA Jam but ten years early
Smoke too much, and I know my minds hazy
Remember this game before I go crazy
And you know I make them hot
Listen whether you played the game or not
Got a review in a three minute song
Bump this track while you download the rom
In fact grab the soundtrack too
Game company's act sketchy, while we do too
Well I'm just playing with you, making stories, not the truth
But for real, shut it down, better hide the proof
Let me buy NFTs, but can't remix you
Yeah that's cool, I'm trying to get that money too
That's why I go old school
Pop in the cartridge, save Princess Toadstool
Every shot, through the net
So obscure, but no regrets
This my life, this what you get
Dig so deep I'm going in debt
Every shot, through the net
So obscure, but no regrets
This my life, this what you get
Dig so deep I'm going in debt
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