Nene and Script spittin' fire on this raw beat.

Lose Your Life Nene Ft. Script

For all those bluffin', it's time to get back to the REAL SHIT.

Lyrics:
Yeah what up?
On the corner of West and Third
How much you want?
One gram?! the fu*k?
Bro you only know I push bulk 
[hangs up phone]
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VERSE 1:
and on this beat 
I'm going in
Only pulling out if she facing it
Or taking dic* in the mouth
And we blowing loud
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Pack so strong you can call it rocky
Fu*k boys jealous
They take a listen, and wanna copy
I do this for the fam 
And that's shoutout maestro
Shoutout 614
Shoutout to them hoes
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Sit back, take it nice and slow
And if you guessing, go home
Your girl already know
While I'll be hidden in the closet
on my tiptoes
So much smoke in the both
Spittin' fire
Unlike you
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And ya'll wrong
Like a left foot, with a right shoe
Flow so sick it's like the flu
"That's nasty dude"
Shut the fu*k up 
Light the blunt and pass it
Talk like that
And get striked like some matches
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And we spazzin'
Guns clapping
Our hittaz top notch 
Call that Satin
While ya'll lacking
That's a penalty 
You can flag it
This is real sh*t
- 
Mac 10 
Fu*k a life up
And that's Keef's kid
But no hate
Just observance
Now let me get back
To the hook kid

VERSE 2:
And your girlfriend
Be wanting it 
Sell her a dream 
And give her a kid
And then disappear 
Like some magician 
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And if they marksmen
They welcome in
And I tell you this
Nobody in my click
Even know how to miss
Cuz thats just how I like it

Left hand
With an L lit
On my mind
The next target
We starting sh*t
Now where the body bag is
Lets finish this
Kick the feet up
Pound down a zip
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If you wondering 
How it went 
Den we write it down
And let the kid script
Spit it 




Real Shit -Script

Lyrics

HOOK:
If that pack too loud...
I am very sorry, very sorry 
Drink to potent 
I am very sorry, very sorry 
Hittaz top notch
I am very sorry, very sorry 
See me just push to start 
Then I am very sorry

VERSE 1:
My flow offend you 
Then I am very sorry 
But Gotta make it to the goal
Peyton Manning, getting yardage
Think I'm at the top
But boy I just started
You in da game like NCAA
And boy we the Spartans 
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& my team Kryie
Cause ya'll can't guard me 
It's Script inspiring 
Put your wallet down 
No Need for VIP
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No desire for stardom 
Here to show the Fam love 
As a slum 
On a come up
4 shots, 6 dead
Add that shit up 
Call that a sum bruh 

VERSE 2:
Fuck her raw
Pull out late
You can say I'm tardy 
Hit it like durant 
MVP 
out the next morning  
CD on the pillow
She get Her own copy
But after that She call me John Cena
Bc she can't see me! 
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Known as script 
initials RTG
Though I'm the king
Despite my ID
- 
Like lightening 
We stricken 
Look down the sight
Squeeze at perfect timin' 
Tech make it wet 
Better get to dryin' 
Turn the beat up 
And watch me pgo in ike an iv
I dare you to try me

Sorry -Script

In the paint 
Jab step
With the fade away
Vision consumed  
By a hand in his face 
With the squeal 
Of his newest jays
Back down the court
No time for foolish games 
This boy like an animal
That needs to be tamed
He grins slightly 
Cause this is his terrain 
A player so rare
Like the ace of spades 
Defending the hoop
But then is face to face
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Known veteran 
By the name of Wade
Hands to the side
Leaving no space 
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But soon enough
It is too late 
As the ball floats through the air
And then is drained
100 even 
The score is the same
7 seconds left
Time for one more play 
Why believe in failing 
When there is fame 
Then the ball is passed in
With no delay 
-
Inbounded to kryie
Right away
Focused on the hoop
The crowd fades away
Time slowing down
Like outer space
Let's do this 
We got History to create
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Crossover 
With the head fake 
Dishes out to love
confidence in his vains 
But love is guarded 
With anguish in his face
still fighting 
For this is more than a game 
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Pivots to his left
To see the face of James
Top of the key 
Is where this takes place
But he seems something
Run straight through the paint 
Lobs the rock up 
& fans hesitate 
3..2..
Oh wait a what
Irving 
More like  dr J
Floating through the air
Taking flight like a plane
Grasps the ball for the slam dunk
Before it's too late.

Kryie Irving -Script

Childish Ft. Scholtz & Nene

Good track with a long friend of mine, Joke.  

Consistent ft. Joke

Diss track to not only a shitty rapper, but a shitty human being in general. Fuck this kid.

Scooty is Booty Freeverse (DISS)

Slowed it down on this one. No matter what it is in life, the goal is to elevate to the top. Whether it's climbing up in your work status, sports opportunities, or even the music industry. But to first get on top, you have to elevate yourself above everyone, and look down on the competition. 

Elevate by Nene ft. Ade & Script

Go ahead and follow and watch the bar raise. I'll be sure to follow back, and be looking out to collaborate. Just spittin' heat and stickin' to what I know.

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