This is the first single of my upcoming mixtape. I like to call it Three, Two, One because by the time you hear this, you'll consider me your number 3, 2 and 1 best rapper (JK, maybe)

Lyrics For Song:

The track has just begun / By the time I'm done, I'll guarantee that I'll be your number three, two and one

My divine etheric lyrics have your mind and spirit astral projecting every time ya hear it  

I spit to the rise of the moon to high noon and try to test me, your lyrical slaughter comes inevitably soon

I generate a rap pattern that has your brain molecules scattering like the light particles on Saturn

Intellectually you can't step to me / Much less touch me physically or process thee conceptually / The moment I stop making music will be the death of me, especially since I rock more spots than leprosy

To claim that I'm dope, it doesn't need to be said / I'm finished spitting so it's time to take wack niggas to bed and sleep, while they thinking they're deep in the head

(Woah)

You thought this shit was done ? / I'm about to bring this track back faster than a speeding bullet from a gun just for fun

You can't touch me, my reign is permanent / My lone throne sits beyond the 7th firmament of Heaven and Hell / It ain't hard to tell I come harder than a thousand pound barbell

MC's tryna bite best learn and capture / I'll send you back to Jesus like a christian rapture

The capital N.E.O in the building with the heat I be concealing, regardless of what a nigga feeling

I'll always rap forever regardless of what endeavor / Even if an MC claim they more clever 

It don't matter, I'm here to stay / So pay respect or I'll grab the mic and start to slay / Now to end this track off on a good day and applaud like some broadway

N.E.O.

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