Chorus as intro: 
T-DOT, sickest illest spot (x4)
Ion care what muthafuckas gotta say they can go suck a whaaaaaa 


I represent 95' till infinity
Young nigga from the dot, 
Aka yo boy roy, aka yo boy chubs
6iX side, on that east side,
born and raised. sickest illest spot among em' all, in the game.
homeland of the prodigies.
no enemies, all peace and love. Fatboychubz.
Inhabitant local city boy, patriotic, exotic, but no chaotic. 
Except my ruthless flow that makes you feel a type a way,
Dannie riel mood.
Lost in the sauce to.

Hate when someone fucks up the flex,

Want that nice vibe, like when I watch lesbian sex.        

Collision of mixup, will get me vexed up. 

Its w.e doe, sall bout having a good time where I'm from yo, 

cause I'm frommmmm the 6 aka....



Chourus:

T-DOT. 
Sickest Illest Spot.
Ion give a fuck what muthafuckas gotta say they can suck a whaaaaaaaaaa

I do this shit for the show, see life like a movie, Young Riley, fuck with me and my family, 
My dude
I'll have you stripped of your residence. 
now i only talk in the present tense.
i take mass offence.
to immense non-sense that you tend to expense.
i will commence to pretense and dispense an intense sequence.
i use words to my defence.
now you'll have to face the consequence. 
Let me condense this verse
i can see your squad disperse.
now you best reverse.
before i coerce
and bring out the worst.
i dont wanna bring out the big guns.
you already look stunned.
ill turn you to a coy nun.
you seem like youd be jeffery dahmers boy toy.
Trick little boys with decoy ploy.
like troy.
but it aint a horse u just an ass.
no class.
i treat things with duress
god bless
you look like a fat girl in a tight dress.
dont stress
ur already a mess.

Shout out. To drezz for helping me make the track. 

TDOT

I forced myself to strive for the best,
Never giving up, that's all I thought,
When life had to put me on the spot,
And I didn't stop, thinking like that, cause I knew I can strive to the top,
Now I'm here spitting my sorrow,
No I won't weep or cry or grieve,
I was always smile, 
I will always stay up, I will rise, for my families eyes, knowing that I'm alrii
I got mad love for the streets,
Toronto, the 416, the new new York,
Patriot til I demise, who was always on his highs, barely had em sighs,
Always was a ride or die,
Who was never a bad guy,
But tried to open his third eye,
Tryin' to realize life,
Nigga figured out he was hurt,
Distressed, with a bruised mind.
But now, cause of time, he's been fine
So everything is all right, 
It was a dark night, when he gain back his sight.
Had a epiphany, and his engima was the devil,
Telling him, you should be a rebel,
Be on a next level,
Fuck everything, and be the next Tasmanian devil,
So kid?
What's the aanswer?
You with me on this,
You'll love everything, if you go along,
Heck, believe I'm your father son.
Then came to him was a light,
So bright, opened his eyes and realised it was a dream,

As a kid, media killed my innocence.
it represents the world in a sense (innocence).
always seemed commonsense.
id live behind a white picket fence.
Dat shit aint reality.
Mentality to fight shit with fierce brutality.
look at the world.
criminality.
sexuality.
Liberality.
have we lost true humanity?
Seems odd to me.
God seems like an oddity.
God damn.
Fuck man.
Now heres the game plan.
Ever since i began.
Ive been a legit front man.
imma just be blunt man
im not affraid to confront or hunt man.
i spit slim shady. 
dat shit crazy
lyricism fresh out the eighties. 
on the daily.
Faced struggle eye to eye
ill do as tupac and ride till i die.
i was once told that the sky.
was the limit.
I will destroy any enemy like a scrimage.
this aint a gimmick.
lyrical homicide with a grimmace.
let me solidify my image.

people tend to criticize but id rather unify. 
make connections.
quit disrespectin. 
peoples imperfections.
mofuckas try to diss me.
but its all that sexual tension these homo niggas wanna kiss me.
u prissy little sissy
i think im gonna call u christy.
Mack.
youd suck a dick for a stack.
this verbal out bringing is a lethal attack.
ill dunk on you like shaq 
now watch the backboard crack.

Imma get back on track.
Now cut me some slack.
Cause I gotta a knack to come back.
Like oh Twos (2002) kobe and shaq.

S/O Drez

boychubz

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