*Lyrics*
my pen game stays ahead 
its like u racin dam train
lines stuck in ya head
like i nailed 'em to ya brain

weed in my hand
wheres the dutch n a dam flame
I'm jus tryna hang wit this tree
like a candycane

beast a da east n I'm still unsigned
decease all the beats
before they even run outta time
oh yay, wat u wana go line for line?
ya best bet's getting the most yay u cud find
 
n im so tired of ppl sayin they spit fire
when theyd get fried by a line that is spit by me
nd as a matta of fact, everyone saying they hot 
so im wats hotter than that

ima fuckin blue flame out a butane
got a new thang btr than any chick that u bang  
cash rules everything around me wu tang
stack that shit til u needa new bank

crack my bottles n smoke my weed
n ya bitches aint gon say a dam thing
cuz tn ima b man this in bitch
so fuck u if u aint understandin that shit 


Uneek - Ride Wit Lana (Prod. arCade Boys)

ppl try to compare me to past but
ima different person
on my dont open up yo mouth bout the best 
like richard Sherman
perfectly imperfect ok in his skin
a deadly wordsmith
who knows if they'll ever get the hint
maybe wens this room 
is stained wit their stench
uh oh looks like uneek slay some rappers again
ya got the gats all i gots a pad n these pens
but that don't mean I'm gon approach this shit 
like we r friends
i cud go back n forth
like full court basketball
or i cud end it all 
n walk away like i aint mad at all
see i cud hav emotions
nd nvr get that involved
thats jus wat happens 
wen u liv climbing expectin the ladder to fall
ppl leave u , eitha that be crossed
funny cuz i fight best wen my backs to the wall
i look at world like wann go at it again
1, 2, whats new, fuck it weve gone thur b4 

chorus
i aint gangsta ima person jus like u
who's now like fuckit  
oh yea watch I'm gone do
keep spit tin the coldest verses
till my lips turn blue 
to anyone thinking they hot 
well ya can get sum too
can't play no games wit these niggas
so don ever take ya eyes off
like peek a boo
cuz we uneek can come thru
we topple 
n he don need a pair glasses
just to see ya thru

Uneek - Jus Like You (Prod. Osym Beats)

Lyrics

Somebody tell the world I'm here
Bring a chair smoke a spliff crack a beer 
Doin 180 on u bitches thats like half a year
N in half of that I came up wit
The right angles for to appear
See cuz up here not even scholars
Understanding my logic 
Sittin plotting 
Puffin a gotti wit a goddess 
Burnin this place down
Like the roof is on fire
Call the Bloodhound 
Adam Perry go n hit em louder
I want money power
Giv a fuck bout respect
As long as at the end of the day
My name is on the end of that check
N i won't stop cuz i can’t stop 
Like these bitches when they be lickin on my
Cockback on the verses his 16s deadly 
N if words r weapons
Than Ima start spittin like I'm Machine Gun Kelly 
Shout to Cleveland but na this New York
We all fight for success like its a looseball
A loose cannon on loose leaf
Shit I’m loosin my mind
N even ya lost ya way
Na I aint losin mine
Cuz I designed all paths in this labryinth 
Eyes damaged, Survive 
Built the will to withstand this shit
N to hop on these beats 
Like this murderous murderer
Lurin em im purgin 
Yearn to b burn n 
Externally hurtin em
Urgin em stop 
Hop in the suburban than drop 
These pieces of shit off on the sidewalk 
But i aint curbing I’m swervin em  
Chuggin all these bottles
Burpin this bourbon they were serving me earlier
A chugger, crazy mofucka


Uneek - I'm Here (Prod. Tone Jonez)

6man  (Freestyle)

After being born in Far Rock and seeing so many great artists from there die young out of respect I wanted to lay some of my vocals on a track with this man Chinx.This is my remix to his latest single. ‪#‎RIPCHINX‬ ‪#‎FarRock‬
-UNEEK

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