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Blood Brothers

Johnny Gat (Redux)

Mastered by the one and only @therealalias203

“show me your favorite rapper”
“i’ll show you how i’ll surpass ‘em”
“capping to get attention has neve-“

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“i mean, like bruh, that’s cool”
“like, um, but you should focus on speaking your truth more then…”
“cause that track feels like it needs, substance”

ay, huh
i miss my partner, x
not talking bout my e-x, huh
talking ‘bout the tallest prophet, yes
but i’m still making a profit
whatchu waitin’ for the coffin
you belated like a birthday vacant
not related to forgottens
speaking of ash and dust (dust)
you is a drag, no fun
every time you breathe, it’s cancer to my lungs
every time you speak, going deaf and dumb
daffy duck, sufferin’ succotash
you ain’t built to last
y.o.g.i with the bag, cali carting junk
nigga that’s a fact
just look at your maps 
b.i.g.g. why you comparing, that’s called a stretch and a half, huh
spitting image from the mass, huh
you could use a stretch and a half, huh
take it easy with the cash, huh
y.o.g.i with the bots, huh
numbers ain’t a lot, huh
when it’s something bought
costing your dignity and your persona
what? that’s against what you just talked

i miss my partner, x
not talking bout my e-x
talking ‘bout the tallest prophet, yes
but i’m still making a profit
whatchu waitin’ for the coffin
you belated like a birthday vacant
not related to forgottens
speaking of ash and dust 

huh
i miss my partner, x
not talking bout my e-x, huh
talking ‘bout the tallest prophet, yes
but i’m still making a profit
green out my body, not vomit
you is nobody, you carcass
empty pockets, out of pocket
throw him in the fucking moshpit

moshpit 
what you meant to say is that he's off shit he’s on a long trip
one about ego, i see nonsense
spitting on his mic but i smell dog piss
but i see a dip
in his subject matter, he ain’t slick
claiming he the best, saying he the shit
now i spawned in, what the fuck is this?

see your inspiration unoriginal homie
take that away and what's left?
you took from niggas who hopping convertibles
now you gon’ claim that you the one up next
how many songs you made type shit?
how many times they played type shit?
that you had to bot them like ai
cause you can't find the answer to your mediocreness, intelligently 
what i’m hearing is cancer
you’re killing the name of our city appealing to dancers
and the clubs that you play at the vision don’t transfer
got a dj as a friend, i bet he don't answer
when you ask him to play one of your songs
cause he knows what you’re making is farthest from bangers
and from what people want

i am the reaper you know who i am
i got the flow that rip straight through a dam
i’m nice with it
finna go get me a brand
building a cult for the souls of the damned to ascend
i am the profit, the messiah, the constant
i cherish the ones that are honest
oh and someone tell sammy i want his girl’s cake on my face like aoki

i miss my partner, x (oh yeah?)
i miss my partner, x (oh, you do)
i miss my partner, x (yeah, i know)
i miss my partner, x (i’m right here)
i miss my partner, x (me too!)
i miss my partner, x (what was that?)
i miss my partner, x (uh, yuh)
i miss my partner, x (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

“no beef though, ahhhh, man”
“that was, wow, you know john?”
“i, i’m not even go say nothing because like, lil ghost and xtraction are pretty good!”

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