ONCE UPON A TIME (FREESTYLE) - IDK & DENZEL CURRY REMIX

LYRICS:

Once upon a time I started up with this rap shit
Once upon a rhyme I started chucking up whack shit
But once I propelled fire I did never look back, shit
Cos now I'm intertwined no one's knocking me back from it, yeah

I'm climbing up ladders while avoiding the snakes
They tryna slide me back down to get to first place
I can't be in second cos by the time I was 13 I'd already hit 3rd base
Eating out the peach like strawberry and shortcake
By the time I was 15 I was ready for foreplay
I'm surprised she was down for letting my sword swing
I had chicks in line at 17 to test out my jaw strength
Now I'm 19

My mind is literally like a dictionary
Fucking up the beat like it's missionary
If you wanna diss I'm ready

But don't be getting ahead of yourself
Cos I beheaded a dragon
While getting head in a stall
In toilets or behind the head office at school

Playing with chance, like flipping heads or tails
It was risky as hell
But I rose from the depths like Captain Jack Sparrow

I'm locked in like the dead man's chest
But you could never unlock the box
And stab my heart but I guess
I still need to unlock the respect
And show that I am a force to be reckoned with
Yeah sometimes I feel atop the world
But other times I'm at world's end

Once upon a time I started up with this rap shit
Once I'm on the mic out the park I smash it
Like demolition with the rhymes I wreck shit
From explosions to wrecking balls you better not test it
I'll have you disintegrating like it's milk to Nesquick
I'll grab the pen and paper add you onto the guest list
Cos I am hitman who is looking for his next hit
Cos when it comes to wordplay I am not the one to mess with

I am the rare card in the pack
When it comes to the rap
I'm packing my bars in my bag
Got so many words it's overflowing
The poems are flooding out
So I struggle to hold em' down
But I still keep going and mowin' down

These beats left right and centre but
Let me get to adding in the spice like cinnamon
My energy been down, like a dead battery
I been relying on adrenaline
And alcoholic sentiments
To get me through the days and nights 
It's helping me to settle in
But the demons are meddling
Fuck it just gimme the sedatives
I am just sick of being sick from lack of sleep
I'm hearing all shit that's venomous
I don't wanna be seeing the silhouettes
Of the snakes tryna get me like the predator
Hunting me down tryna catch me in headlights
Like I am venison

They telling me to hide and buck back
But fuck that
I am no longer a Rugrat
And I will not be pinned like a thumbtack

But I'm kinda strapped for cash
That's why I been sleeping like shit
Cos lately I been working night shifts
So my temper is shorter than dwarven kings
Who are losing the war to keep
Their kingdom in one piece
So trust me
You want peace
And not beef
But if you're wanting
To squash me

Then just know that you will be making a mockery of yourself
Cos then I'm on the hunt you better hold your breath and hide
Yeah, don't exhale
IDK if you know but on the beat I'm the equalizer, no Denzel
Like Curry on your tongue I am hot, shooting off of the Scoville Scale
Damn

ONCE UPON A RHYME (FREESTYLE)

NEVER (REMIX) - MÜLLER

Just spitting some bars over a dope instrumental (Never - J.I.D) 🔥🎙️

NEVER (REMIX)

Licence To Kill

- REUPLOAD -

LYRICS

Once upon a time there was a young boy named Jack
He got lost in the woods and couldn’t find his way back
Thinking he could keep with up this Muller Fucker throwing jabs
Like a boxing match but he missing with the constant disses bout’ his dad
When it comes to rap on a track I’ll smoke you like a fucking fag
Loading up the fucking mag-azine, 
Rap to me is like I’m balling on the court Kareem, you see (UC)
He’ll never make it to LA (UCLA), 
shooting at my girl and my mum that’s a foul play
When you hear this 

It’ll leave a sour taste in your mouth, 
like you’re choking on sour grapes
Cos you can never have it, feeling outraged, 
when you sound like you do, 
that be called a mumble rapper nowadays
I be using autotune, so what?
So does Landon Cube, Oh god
And so does Travis dude, Won’t stop
Covered the track with smoke RIP Pop

My guy saying that he be on the TV with a golden plaque
But he got the heebie with the jeebies, like he swallowed lax
When he be coming near me, can’t hold me back
Now he knee deep in his faeces, yeah he full of crap
But he be smoking green leaves, and he token crack
Now he be thinking he made me bleed, on his track

Tick a tick tock on my wrist watch
Wasted all my time with your pointless rhymes
Mother fucker that shit was botched
Saying you’ll expose me like Kush Mink
But you didn’t say shit
Only really about how I rap quick
Just piss off,  I’m not pissed off
I’m taking the piss, But I bet you wish you had a pot
It’s a bit hard to miss a piss stain when that is all ya got

I will admit your flow was good, but half the time you mumbled
I already half expected you to rap out a word jumble
Like what the fuck is Laption, thinking that you made a rumble
I didn’t even feel a fracture you could never make me crumble

And bitch I do play Mario
What’s wrong with poor Luigi?
I guess that you are Bowser
And I’ll drop you that shit’s easy
Wait Man I’m sorry
Don’t stab me with your key please
You diss my girl tryna get at me
Had us laughing feeling queasy

He’s holding (Holden) onto his ego, tryna drive me round the bends (Benz)
Saying I can’t afford (a Ford) a car, I better take the bus again
But you’re gonna need an instructor, to rid you of the L
Saying I’m the one who needs practise, when you rap it’s like a bombshell

You’re devil sent and I’m heaven sent, better tuck your fucking tail You’re hella bent, and I’m a celebrant, cos I sent you back to hell
And my dads not here no more but you remind me of his smell
Smelling like his cigarettes, cos you’re a drop kick as well

Mother fuckers on the pharmaceuticals
He needs the help cos Karma’s a Bitch
Now he stabbed the guy off of that track
With a key just like me, 
just kidding he ain’t doing Jack shit
got you looking flaccid
Thinking his top dog, 
but boy you tripping on acid

You call yourself mature
Going after 12 year olds you’re tough
Wanna be gangsta with a dad bod
Now that’s gotta feel real rough
Still tryna call yourself mature
You’re still doing Yolo’s at 18
Hating on me when you spit manure
Shoulda checked the path you were facing

I still haven’t seen that deadly weapon yet
But I just mauled you like a bear no revenant
You say it’s high but I can’t see your relevance
But then I guess if you’re so intelligent 

Try to decipher the rhymes in my lines
If you do I’ll give you a gold star
Bet your tryna decide if you’re gonna write a reply, 
But just know that you won’t get far

If Jack Would Jack Good Wood 
How good would the wood that jack jacked 
Be if jack jacked the wood as good as he could,
If jack jacked the wood as good as he could 
How good is Jack Woods? Not that good

MÜLLER

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