KIDMU- Beat The Case

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be careful

all my heroes are cornballs 9/13
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Beta Male Strategies

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[kenan]
Man I really really wish I was iIlluminati
Niggas waiting on the peg like Iʼm dropping yahndi
Too black too strong ima little thirty
But fuck a big speech
Cuz when Iʼm rolling
Iʼm dressing up like Iʼm prince peach
And if you sending them Marioʼs to defend me
U better make sure they break all the Grammys & kill all the winners losers and nominees
Off probation
Crackers hating Accusations
Only on occasions
I donʼt want relations Had some thotty phases Strip home invasion Fuck with me man
Yʼall better miss me
Cuz if you rolling
Iʼm stoning niggas like rich Keith
And when Iʼm whipping you niggas itʼs not slavery Iʼm on a mission to slaughter the completion
And leave them slumped on the downbeat
Bitch work
Or how we gonna make this bullshit work ?
How we gonna make this work?
How can I make a good beat?
I get nervous when niggas want features
I get nervous
I donʼt know this I donʼt know this
[kel]
Bitch I came back with jak and Dax off the shelf Shopping my target
Im wishing you well
I donʼt think prayer can help
This feel like kenan & kel These niggas broke like a dell
Nigga tell
Niggas melt
Iʼma shoot
You donʼt sell
I donʼt think prayers or poems or nothing can help

Kenan Vs. Kel

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a song about a rifle

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These bullets coming at you
Take these bullets for me thatʼs my Grimy Waifu Hot
They keep on dumping the tool
Take those bullets for me thatʼs my oh
Whoa
These bullets coming at you
Take these bullets for me thatʼs my Grimy Waifu Hot
They steady dumping the tool
Take those bullets for me thatʼs my
I ainʼt got no Birken bags
Fucking with me you gonʼ get
The price or tap
Music biz donʼt give no pat on the backs Stack it up 3x
Pack it up 3x
Grown
Live at the days inn
My appetite Make me natious
They thinking tinder with the topic
So Iʼm catious
I take the wins out with the losses
You see me gripping with gossip
Now Iʼm eating dinner with bosses
I hit the vape because itʼs needed I fall sleep like temperdic
Gotta light gotta light gotta light Iʼll be there
They kill my niggas for no reason
These bullets coming at you
Take these bullets for me thatʼs my Grimy Waifu Hot
I keep the peach in my juul
Take those bullets for me thatʼs my grimy Waifu

Grimy Waifu

“Rap Grow Old & Die“ Produced by JPEGMAFIA x Vegyn
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come home..

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[rap grow old die]
Itʼs a cycle go in like Bobby
End up like Michael
I guess that itʼs just a vicious cycle Go in like Bobby end up like..
Itʼs like a cycle
I feel like Sam Zayn
My moves been making waves
Tell the writers write me title
2 guns like Lara Croft
I look like Herman Cain
I dress like Jimmy john
Baby We gon pull you apart
Real estate in your skin
Iʼll break A hateful heart
I know these cracker a&r
Think Iʼm ala carts
They want me Kevin James
Bitch pay me like Kevin hart
Mmmmm
letʼs the kids crown me king for this art I canʼt behave myself
 Itʼs like a cycle
Heard Peggy selling out
He got a whip a house
I guess itʼs just a vicious cycle Go in like Bobby
End up like Michael
Then donʼt come around
They playing with my name Young Peggy bring the pain I click a bitch
Iʼm adam Sandler
Bringing major Payne Damien Wayne
Iʼm the progidal son
Forced my way in the game I coulda reached for the pub And ended up like acclaim
I got booked for Coachella Enemies canʼt say the same I been beefing with bums
I should find heathlier game I skin a fucking rapper Perfect pelt bogus chain
Nigga pretend to be Peggy
But canʼt master the range These boys be **** on twitter And think they bringing change I think they full of shit
Some people feel the same Some people need a hero My niggas need a bane

[no child left behind]

Ooo like baby
Fresh out the womb No towel
Iʼm so feable
Iʼm evil

Donʼt treat me like no child babe

Rap Grown Old & Die X No Child Left Behind

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super mario tennis real niggas know.
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Young slut from the bottom of the east coast 
Keep the blicky and the money In the mattress
Bulldog a nigga like trish stratus
Donʼt stop
the semi spitting like donʼt flip No shots
Get the picture
or
You and your niggas both cropped
Pistol whip em and put this pussy in a headlock
I hate when niggas
talk shit they scared to get hit
Whereʼs in the world was your Niggas when you dropped 
donʼt stop
Lethal weapon I hit this nigga with the dead stock
Shit looking like splinter cell
Special ops
Cops!
All that bullshit
And when I hit you Nigga
donʼt be calling no cops
Not one bar no clips no drops
Ill Nigga yʼall niggas wan get infected
If i donʼt call you nigga
You should get the message
Stop crying
Make something people impressed with Donʼt how that feels
Young Peggy no deal
Yʼall deal look something like brexit
Biting crackers and why you anorexic
If you canʼt say it my face I donʼt Respect it All black
Niggas scheming like uncle fester
You got a show
but you showing up in a stretcher
Think deep hit bong
apply pressure

PTSD

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soo good

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Switch the quarter to the XLR
I ainʼt even got no time for it baby I want you all to myself
Even if I gotta rhyme for it
Itʼs not important to the world Drink it when I want to
Sip it when I want to baby
Sorrel
I feel

Life’s Hard, Here’s A Song About Sorrel

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black brian wilson

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Its stupid
But I will perservere
Rap and prison
I know these basement dwellers Need a villain
How ya living
Itʼs young Peggy
Without no pot to piss in Heartthrob
We pack pistols we make
Your heart stop
Grab chest meet god
Rather go out martr way
Still canʼt belive Iʼm getting paid off this art today Iʼm the medicine man
Keep a zip in my hand
I do work on the stage
I still feel like fan
When I pass
I hope everything
I did matter to u baby If it didnʼt
Man fuck it
When my body fridgid
All this music gon keep Peggy living
Itʼs the young black Brian Wilson
Smile at these crackers that want me dead
Fire helmets wonʼt protect your head
Donʼt get sent to Jesus filled with lead little nigga

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lavishness

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[intro]
Iʼm feeling like fucking you up
I still got the sig in the truck
Iʼm treating this bitch like a cuck Blldddddd
Mac! Loading it up!
Hit your neck and your back and your front Circle round and send you to the sun
I donʼt hide from you bums
I survived thru the slums
When u die theyʼll adjust
Fuck it Iʼm breaking you off
Bitch I came back with the hi point
Cuz I know that you soft
Never let em catch me slipping
Keep my eyes wide like Kate Moss

[tears of a thot]

Letʼs get it!
You know when you get put on the spot But you donʼt know what to say
Is that whatʼs happening now?
Donʼt worry about it
Youʼll be ok
Itʼs just something I grew up on We playing with pencils for fun?

[outro]
We playing with pistols for fun Momma said donʼt rely on no gun Thatʼs why Iʼm fading you bums Labels say that Iʼm fatal to fund When I die
I want all my enemies
To take a sigh and say RIP
And everyone that I donʼt fuck with all of sudden start fucking with me Incredible
Took an edible and thought my keyboard muttered to me
Oh u think you up and coming G?
Naw up and comings really think they me
Bitch Iʼm Beanie Sigel
Mixed with Beatles
with a dash a DOOM and 98 Degrees
So fuck my PO I wonʼt take a plea
I Bungie jumped into my destiny
Post verified
Cuz these niggas really think a handle could handle me
Itʼs the young Black Ali G
Falling off before I catch a fee
Hit the mueller
Let me down with ease baby
How you gonna turn me on? [beyonce in the pit]

Post Verified Lifestyle

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Niggas bold
Bitches shady
Records gold
Cracker pay me
Round here niggas really think shit gravy Black ms been got since the mid 80s Since a little baby
Heard white folks like beer
Rich young swan Iʼm the seer
Fuck him he is not top tier
Nigga never ever spit a rhyme that made me care Big strap looking like dildo
Looking like a creep when I kick door
Young black male with the 44
Iʼm a terrorist
I donʼt spit raps bitch
I spit rhetoric
& I be In your kids minds
Getting leverage
I hate white old Niggas
Iʼm prejudice
But ima take u niggas money
like a reverand
Better its me rather than you
Iʼma bury it
Tryna lead these niggas to freedom peggy Harriet
🥺
 Target practice on a aryan
Redneck tears
Woooo What A beverage
Dead cops on my songs that hilarious
Are u mad cuz nigga done bought a gold tooth? Are u mad when u see me up in your Whole Foods?
Niggas bold
Bitches shady
Records gold
Cracker pay me
Round here niggas really think shit gravy Black ms been got since the mid 80s
Bitch im on yo street right now Creep up turn lights then out Ima show u what this hype bout I Know
Bowling for the Columbine
Heard he want the nicotine
sig up on his chin it make him move like pistol Pete Flash the burner is his face and make him pray to me
[redacted]
Fuck with me you gon end up like Dylan RoOf Fuck with me u gon end up like steve paddock
Hunched over nigga they thought u was a hammock
these clips spit they taking out yo fam lay
We pack tools but We ainʼt going camping
Big cannon on me bitch Iʼm the young cammy
SJWʼs cannot fucking stand me
I canʼt coddle u I am not your mami
Stick in my head like I am Bambi
Ugh...
I never stick the landing
Throwing bullets at you I think Iʼm Peyton Manning Gloc real ugly I call it steve Bannon
Caught him at a show and got to fucking clapping 12 pull up and I donʼt what happened

Iʼm just rapping baby

Papi I Missed U

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[boys]
Aww Nigga, Nigga, Nigga
Iʼm staying
Aww Nigga, Nigga Iʼm just playing Playing playing playing
Yea!
Walked in the crib with the gloc 19 and the dirty clip
Snuck up in Coachella with the bong little buddy I ainʼt jaden Smith Hermit nigga of course
Iʼm flagrant
I couldnt keep no job
I canʼt commit
Hate goes into these bars
Some niggas ainʼt built for it
I made rap my job itʼs sacred
You donʼt wanna get them guns involved
Cuz your wifey gonʼ be calling the law
Boys

[gnarly]

[heroes]

Damn guess who had a big year No whips
No chains
Just a few tears
Pop filter
Bump it
And you get the stocking
when I hit the stage
I hope that my Enemies watching
Damn I wonder when they dropping
why these wiggas only show u up when niggas be popping 
Bruh...
Donʼt turn yourself into to a target
Cause we can take this shit from beef to somethjng exhausting 
Gloc 43x with the sticky holster
Pistol whip em I canʼt waste no bullet on no poser
Incels getting crossed
Cuz I crossed over
How they go from Ann Hathaway
To Ann Coulter
All that shooting in the airs is for posers
Fast break we jamming it nigga no floaters
Lames getting bolder
Straps on the shoulder
They gon have to get the chap to console you
Everybody wanna act like they hard as shit. But just stop

[the meal is gon b large]

All My Heroes Are Cornballs

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