53 Bars (Prod. By Fiyaman)

this track has been long over due  about time i got this pushed out for yall...so imma give u the lyrics so u can catch everything, enjoy

(Lyrics)
Yo, look how I came up & u know what I came for/
No further detail ain't no need to explain boy/
No intro for me, ha they know the name boy/
But just in case u forgot shit I'll just teach it/
It's niqueko on the beat, don't make me have to repeat it/
All yo comments save it up n keep it, cuz where I'm taking u, u won't really need it/
And yes I really mean it, I'm just painting a big picture but u barely see it/
Let's move on, let's get it jumping like a spark plug/
Shit, I'm so far ahead of my time, my own mother won't even thought of/
They shouldnt of let me get attached, to this game/
Now it's impossible to bring me back, its so insane/
How I adapt, n then It all changed, a different ball game/
Now it's a lot of shit ion even take no more/
Cut from a cloth, the fabric they don't make no more/
Should be the leader of this rap era, tell u the truth/
To these niggas who couldnt wrap presents to save a youth/ 
Tongue sharp as a saber tooth, when I talk it be slaying u/
Body bags no debatables, nigga I'm so unbreakable/
Unfadable, the real recognize real but u look unrelatable/
Style is untraceable so therefore I'm irreplaceable,
And capable to become ya favorable, motivational, unassailable, spitter inescapable/
Yeah ik u like that/
Audio crack, get u addicted, coming right back/
Back to the picture that I mentioned, hope ya vision vivid/
Mold dreams into reality, so I don't gotta sleep to live it/
Most y'all niggas still teethin/
Let's be real, if u was eating, u wouldnt kill the next man breathing/
For what he got shit u never had in yo possession?/
Do life over a neckless or strapped to that bed restin/
Then it's flatline, lethal injection/
They changing ways to try to fit in, game of tetris/
Shit The game is reckless, but who am I to blame/
I can be pushing the rock like I'm hov n dame/
But I was raised well to know better just to mold better/
Learn from old fellas who was go gettas/
So over time I learned to grow better/
now look what they done, became the man u said I couldn't become/
Now watch n stand clear, I'm just a young prime immortal u can't scare/
left fear in past tents (past tense) so u know I no longer camp there/
The games up, fuck being broke, this shit ridiculous/ 
I'm trynna turn 3 number checks into 7 digits/
And foreign whippin, taking insta pictures with 7 bitches/
And Shaking hands, with fans that I know is feeling my vision/
Don't get it twisted, get the mission, from my position/
Im breaking through oppositions/ 
I'm optimistic, never been pessimistic/
do not forget it, I'm sure u got the picture/
Funny as it seems..

its nothin but a dream

yea.

Dreamz

just incase anyone forgot what im capable of bar for bar
 
(Lyrics)
Yo, im bout ready to dumb out/
Shit..wax on wax off, got a punch that'll take miyagi the fuck out/
Relentless, I crush competition with ease/
Just a breeze, send me ya best spitter from over seas/
Then I apply the pressure, it aint nothin/
Got em shakin...Nervous like he hooked to a lie detector/
OG mind, its my time & ya closest bet/
Soaking up enough wisdom from the hardest vets/
That taught me never disrespect the architect/
Cause when the building comes down, aint no where to run now/
Not with the fun now, come meet me at sun down/
Put ya hands up n box, don't bring ya gun pal/
If u decline, its wartime, u done now/
Believe me I'm coming with flying caps like kung luo/ 
But shit I always been the rebel type/
Like big L said, I rather pull skins on a petal
Bike/
Clever like, the clip hold 8 raw/ 
Slide with a kick push..I'll light ya whole crib from a skateboard/
watch what u say like a teleprompter/
Or catch a nice Blade spinning off ya top that's a helicopter/
Yeah thats predictable, but imma make it worse for u/
Prepare a special hearse for you/
Middle finger squeezing the trigger, u know its personal/
u stuck with it/
Same knife that stay in my back u muvafuckas getting cut with it
my punches deadly like iron mikes/
& Niggas trynna bite since they acknowledge that my style is nice/
Armed heavy n pounce quicker than a lion strike/
Get popped twice before u look down ya iron sights/
Got something better than to grab clips/
I carmex my whole palm n smack the crust up off ya chap lips/
But they don't want it, they ain't ready for war/
Let's take it back, put the guns down, hand me the sword/
Adrenaline rushing never seen me this angered before/
Cuz ion trust a soul cuz Satan was an angel before/
But now I'm settling the score, I ghost ride ya whip off a bridge with both of ya hands jammed in the door/
Put pressure to these weak ass clowns/
if I was confined to a wheelchair u still couldn't push me around/
Only hard when they blocks around/
But when u catch em by they self...not one sound/
That's what I thought, I'll rip u n ya jewels apart/
Yull die in the middle of stunting like u Owen Hart....

The Roc(Freestyle)

just let me speak about what i been through & what goes on in the world as we speak...

Ventilation Relaxation

GENERAL WARNING: contents of this package contains a toxic amount of punchlines, metaphors, delivery, lyrical, flow, aggression & wordplay.  


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Norfolk..

Chayze Munoz

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