Underground O.S. hip hop beat, supposed to sound choppy type.

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QuickiMart Spit

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Make a comeback, just enough to pierce a flak jack
When im dropping bombs, make it rough
Lust fuss, cuss crazy, hard to amaze
As wordplays sprays temporary, can’t phase me
On a beat, caught short, now theres the door
Another loss, ya’ll motherfuckers better know the cost
Kick down doors, lyrical, corner store, robbery
Honestly, dont, need no gravity when i 
Drop shit, only when i choose to dropkick
Ima pop it, then snap, in the cockpit, tracks
Moshpit trap, a long side, the raps that have made me
Ive been really stressed lately
Reality kicking in like the 5-0, in a drug bust
Pure liquified, puss 
Leaking out my domepiece, my knowledge and my mental
Carrys more colors than the south central
Diversified, deliver to all plazas
These type of tracks that got more bounce than, low-riders
Im a profiler, in disguise,  facts really
Ya’ll bitches blowing my high like smoking a fat philly
Ya’ll silly, getting slapped, from my mileage, im out in
A speaker, engine revving, know im bout it
Never modest, im the type, to just bounce from the 
Ounce, that i deliver, make ya shiver, uh

Its insane, what i bring, make my own brain sting
When the beat flings, 
this game i put it on like ring, and it fits like a glove, 
Only when i rap, i show love
Cut the fuss, picking up hoes like a bus
While the white bitches stuck in the bathroom just getting buzzed
Never that, focus on the green, dont pedal back
It's a simple fact, that I'm quick to fuck a brittle brat
Toss little raps out my concious, i want lavish,
Ain't no time for these hoes, living catfish
Decapitated foreign whips, even with the accent
All scrambled in a young teens dreams-
Cash rules everything, i spread it like its cream
Check the suit and tie when i arrive at the scene
Professional, chant status, you cant manage
Lean back, swift, on its own it builds static 
A fiene for the mic, ‘till coughing out the mouth
Cuz my shit is so dope, might as well sell it for an ounce

The Cut Off

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I could tell from the blind side
Man all this shit was some bullshit
Slim chance of making it, surrounded nuisance
I know i got talent when i spit from the system
But only the selected knows that i murder rhythms-
With the flows, not contagious, like a disease, i plagued this-
Where i stand it looks like a competition on whos the fakest_
Jewelry, cars, on IG, the scars, that i see
Will never determine my envy
It depends on the process, if you grew like ivy
Not tryna hear the nonsense from poisoned hypebeast
Me and the posse know where we stand at, we stand place
We keep it moving, slide and lock is the handshake
Im making music, see if i could make it that way
Lust cars, ima star, cut the fat cake
Im dogging you, and with a style, if on my pathway
Ain't got to worry bout the kid i was the pastdays

Now im focused on my self and on myself only, 
Im chopping rhymes, tryna reach it for the big homie
Ain't no time for these bitches on my mind,
Never worry bout the hoes, but only worry bout the rhymes
Confined space, i lock myself, and just think, or vibe
Dont you faggots know that shit is prime
And gold, realize that im speaking from my mind, on these tracks
I murder motherfuckers, who wanna grind

Lemme talk speaking loud 
Ya’ll getting creamed once i synthesize the sound
Improvise, from ground, into your own eyes clown
My intro will freak the beats with any tempo
Honestly my flows is unpreventable
Man, it goes without saying, just for this shit
I got knowledge for the music, thats paying me all my dibs
Man im spitting gift acquired from the gab, its more than this
Its more than me, just saying some plain words, from thin air
Ya’ll bitches is saying the same shit from last year_
Everybody and they mama can rap they way you do 
And lames getting rich, tell me what the fucks the worth to it
Lyricaly you step aside witcho ass shit 
No matter how much you popping, im quick to make you past tense
Im still young blood, with music to propose
I just cleared debris from the entrance of this long road cuz

Now im focused on my self and on myself only, 
Im chopping rhymes, tryna reach it for the big homie
Ain't no time for these bitches on my mind,
Never worry bout the hoes, but only worry bout the rhymes
Confined space, i lock myself, and just think, or vibe
Dont you faggots know that shit is prime
And gold, realize that im speaking from my mind, on these tracks
I murder motherfuckers, who wanna grind

Chase My Own

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Verse 1
Sit in thoughts, flows just flowing through the dark
Every minute that i spit, gasoline to fire spark
Feet on sneak, beats is putting me to sleep
Effort to lay out mind, think ive reached capacity 
Need soul to search shits running through my mind it hurts
Find the essence, subliminal messages, drip down my shirt
My mentality scopes out reality, optimists or pessimists
Meanwhile its beats im messing with
Lyrical attention putting folks into detention 
Not to mention, im enslaving young cats, like pussy permission
Caps im peeling with my tracks, bitches im dealing with
Its facts that these raps are deeper than dry wells full of hieroglyphs 
You fearing this, aint no time to form your factions
Fit rhymes into bars, before we split the verse to fractions
Getting busy, bass shaking the room until im dizzy
Value up the lifestyle, and my homies with me

Verse 2
I said, your circles full of haters, im spitting fumigator
and sitting in a room that’s full of snakes and alligators
Cuz some just hand you venom while others show out your strength 
Thats why i put your shit aside to vibe and let my beat commence,im talking,  
Never think less than your foes tryna step
You can’t watch your back, without watching your chest
Back to the fourth, like silent game of chess
Always coughing shit up like a throat full of strep
Rhymes are blossing, while everbodys flossing
That’s the difference, what im spitting, knowledge for the children, 
Bitch im mystic

Hook(x2)
Everybody's flossing, everybody’s flossing, everybody’s flossing


Fucks about a trick, go bout equal to the flicks 
That they said they kicked it with, but they got nutting but the tip
Man im cooling like a pack, of a 6 count that wont last
Hence that goes and leads to mumbleness cuz skills is what it lack
Dont you front or take it back, realness spills, taking it back
Illness kills, breakout of plague, inject the cure straight to your brain
I dont stunt, im what your hearing, telling lies from lines they threw up
That’s the case then i got 4 whips and they all straight outta europe
Ima splur up to my taste, packing rhymes into a case cuz im spitting shit more disrespectful than a spit to the face
Man i’ll do this till my rest, wanna get put to the test
Might as well be god’s grandson, maybe tat it on my chest

everybody's flossing

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Ay man, i see you working there man, but what’s good with them tracks bro?
The vibe shit, the fly shit, the shit that make you cry shit

Energy, jumping from the floor up to the ceiling
Kicking hard like i dont give a fuck about your feelings
Mutual respect, mind is on the renaissance, to the kick
Here to stay, vibe to all the type of songs
Ima sway to the beat, eyes glued to the seat
Of the famous and the rich, man im nameless to a beat
Like im nameless to a bitch, rhymes aiming like a peice_
They all coming from a source, call it a dome
My wordplay just explodes, similes and metaphors  to vibe in single tone
Home alone, in the lab, corner of my room, in my zone
Fuck up out my business, looking at mumble rap like what is this
Aint no time to mess with these trappers, 
Filling beats with words to try and make my pockets fatter
The bar of my bars increases, like a diagram, with a pattern
As im watching every step when im climbing up the ladder

Thats what im talking ‘bout man, aint no time that outside bullshit,
Dont matter bout the views, dont matter ‘bout how many hoes you got, 
Dont matter ‘bout how much money you getting, if you love doing this shit, do it man, cuz you kick it right, you kick it right, go ahead

Back to the bounce, come back but i never left
Flows in the blood, let it spill to caress
Genuine empathy, rhyming full of symmetry 
With pockets full dented green until the fucking death of me
Expertise, check the reputua, tryna mess with me
And step to these, i’ll rock you and i’ll drop you like a pedigree
Finally, spitting all analogy, profound to me
Simultaneously , laying down rap ideology 
Come to flex, then yo ass will get checked
Like a button, you get pressed, like a button, you’ll get stitched
Like a lever, they all switch, peep the flinches, that im causing
They all digging ditches, as a trap till im falling
Look what they started, see me snap on a beat, and a flash of physic
Boosts, when it’s passed to me
To be well fitted, and dressed in vest, stitched guess, the type of shit
Thats not even in stores yet

Ladder

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Introducing young elgee, of gods, just the greatest
Lyrical, emcee, above all the latest
Rap culture vulture, who think they have the papers
Who hold gats for fashion, and kick nothing major
I rap the fashion, a skill not a lot of folks have
You see me go mad, everytime i spit throw jabs
90’s taste, old  heads can spot in their face
That’s respect for me, ion fuck with the mumble wave
Pulling cards like a spade, let us floss to the taste, 
So we an acquire and buy houses thats outta state
All you frontin like its suttin, but its nuttin
Claiming you in london, with the horny bitches all blunted
Oh you bussing, jelling, n shit, im a felon to this
Murdering beats, shoot in the mist, 
Never miss, catch me taking biddies like piss
Heads softer than lips, you never seen rap like this uh


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We tryna layback blunted, but never high
We only smoking newly grown rhymes
Up in my mind is creations, inflation, of intelligence
So reminisce and embrace it
You never know when you gon pass, 
Let the beat, commence and make you live, your day like its your last
Everybody choosing different paths, but only a portion make it
Watch the rest regret they past


finalizing my own rhythms, 
picturing me shaping up my future like a prism
But when reality struck, like lightning to a bus full of people
It was shocking, thinking if i gave a fuck
Didnt know, couldnt tell how much more i had in me
At the time i couldnt tell the snakes from the friendlys
Same faces, questioning if anyone would miss me
Yeah it’s petty, confidence of packing rhymes like a semi
Drops down to a low, they wont freak to a flow, that’ll make a beat glow
But they’ll peak at the show
But its cool, go head take a peak,
Cuz a peak is the highest point that you gon reach 
Worry bout another mans progress, determines your own process, 
If becoming successful is a conflict
Couldnt stay with the rest, 
Dreaming big cuz my thoughts were too small for the nest 
Check it out cuz

Timeless

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Try not to overthink too much when i wake up
Clean the swaye dust off the phone ringing, thats vibrating like its based up
But im based off, different things, instead of fake calls, hear the ring
Another date call, movies you want me to pay for, man i hate ya’ll for that bullshit
Even tho a dime a might pull quick, one night stand not gon do shit
But when its longer, i act too nice, and thats two times, that i was stupid
Now its a lesson that im through hence, my shoulders up when I do shit
I say it loosened, im a fucking rapper and I proved it
I have 2 grins, when i shoot my shot like im cupid
Because it lands on the ass, then im through bitch
Whos this, a nuisence whos jamming like a full clip
Still cool with, those heads, only after they move it
Then they threw fits, they can’t do shit, like how i do this
They clueless, my crew bitch, you cant withstand
Cuz my crew will and gon whiplash yo bitchass
Yo trick ass, dont test, cuz this frail pale kid does get pissed fast
Not a mispass, lyricly acclaimed, i was taught by the wise, 
With crowns over there name, reached for the sky, then i slept till died, 
Not a piece of the mind, till a week that went by, now i sleep like im high
Im chill, feel grills steaming, the smoke is still meaning that my raps are real ill
Dreaming of my riddles scheme balance life like a triple beam, rap for cream 
And once i get it thats the time i piss for means, dont you miss for me
Cuz thats not what i meant like listerine 
Go and take your shot, make it if not, in the lab we rot
Undercover like some knots inside of socks, hide it in, duck,
Dreaming beast of trucks, with least of fucks, and jewels like king tut
Peace and lust, a combo too perfect for the human eye
The richest can’t have it, that's when suspicion is a habit
Catch me dissing these mavericks, when im spitting an automatic
Causing static, cuz they getting direct rays like an attic
Thats when shit is most inflated, man i really hate to say this 
But my shit is underrated, and im not even complaining
Cuz patience is the key to success
And i got a rack of keys, but none of them are trimmed and done yet

Yonder

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16 yr old lyricist from NJ.

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16 yr young lyricist from NJ. 

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