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🎤 Full Rap Song

[Intro – adlibs & buildup]
(Yeah… oh you kin… hi yah… reverb echoing out)
Smoked Out Mafia, strictly for the real ones…
Kilo Bizniz in the building, listen close…


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[Hook]
I don't play with snakes but I ain't afraid, (oh you kin)
Still popping my collar on a mission to get paid, (hi yah)
Keep my eyes open or they'll explode my blind melon,
Ain't no mercy for a rat cuz them punks is tellin,
Roll solo or you too will be a felon… (oh you kin… hi yah, hi yah)


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[Verse 1]
I’m surgical with words, my bars cut through your spinal,
Every line’s a double meaning like the Bible and a vinyl,
I’m Moses in the trap, split the water with the stick,
But I’m also in the kitchen, split the water, make it brick. (hi yah)

Poppin’ collars, dodging snakes, I see Medusa in my rear view,
Turned to stone, froze these clones, tell me who the fuck is near you?
Marysville villain, but I’m playin’ like the hero,
Stackin’ commas, countin’ zeroes, independent Don De Niro.

Oh you kin, let me flex my kinship ties,
Blood thicker than water, but loyalty’s a disguise,
That’s why I roll solo, one deep in the ride,
If I crash out, no co-defendant sittin’ inside. (hi yah)


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[Hook – with extra echoes]
I don't play with snakes but I ain't afraid, (oh you kin, oh you kin)
Still popping my collar on a mission to get paid, (hi yah, hi yah)
Keep my eyes open or they'll explode my blind melon,
Ain’t no mercy for a rat cuz them punks is tellin,
Roll solo or you too will be a felon… (felon… felon… echo)


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[Verse 2]
I’m the blind melon, seein’ bees in the rain,
But I ain’t Shannon Hoon, I just zoom in the lane,
Got a honeycomb of hoes, sticky fingers in my hive,
But the buzz gets you smoked if you don’t keep it live. (hi yah)

Playin’ chess with the reaper, I’m the knight movin’ L-shaped,
Made mistakes, broke the law, but the law don’t dictate,
I dictate, like Kim Jong, pen bombs on the page,
Explode in your face like a twelve-gauge rage.

Still, I maneuver like a phantom in the night, (oh you kin)
I’m the judge, I’m the jury, executioner on sight,
Snakes hissin’ in the grass, but I mow ‘em with precision,
Third eye open, that’s my motherfuckin’ vision.


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[Hook – layered with reverb adlibs]
I don't play with snakes but I ain't afraid, (hi yah, hi yah)
Still popping my collar on a mission to get paid, (oh you kin, oh you kin)
Keep my eyes open or they'll explode my blind melon,
Ain’t no mercy for a rat cuz them punks is tellin,
Roll solo or you too will be a felon… (felon… felon… echo fades)


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[Bridge – slow, heavy reverb]
(oh you kin… hi yah… hi yah)
Snakes in the grass, I can hear ‘em hiss hiss,
Rats in the trap, tryna snitch for a kiss kiss,
Money on my mind, every day I grind grind,
Felons in the system, but I never sign sign.


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[Verse 3]
Now I’m higher than the stakes, pushin’ weight like a sumo,
My catalog long, SoundCloud call me numero uno,
Double meanings in my bars, like a blunt rolled in two skins,
I’m the villain and the hero, who you rootin’ for to win?

They say blind melon, but I’m seein’ through the smoke,
Ain’t no sunshine when I’m gone, but the beat still choke,
Kilo Bizniz in the cut, let me brand my name,
Like a cattle on the range, every track’s my flame. (hi yah)

So I keep poppin’ collars, duckin’ snakes in the yard,
Play my cards close to chest, joker wild, king hard,
Ain’t no mercy for a rat, put that on the code,
Solo ridin’, heavy steppin’, down a long dark road. (oh you kin)


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[Hook – final, heavy drop]
I don't play with snakes but I ain't afraid, (oh you kin, oh you kin)
Still popping my collar on a mission to get paid, (hi yah, hi yah)
Keep my eyes open or they'll explode my blind melon,
Ain’t no mercy for a rat cuz them punks is tellin,
Roll solo or you too will be a felon… (felon… felon… felon… fade out)



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