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Introduce Me Properly
Chris Foster
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Man I'm about to make a mess of this shit
Man he gave me this beat, now I'm blessing this shit
Man I'm coming in the game on level 6
And they want that fire shit, I'm your preference
Represent the real shit
Spitting and I kill shit
Ask them what's the deal bitch
I'll treat you like a meal bitch
I'm getting to the scrill bitch
I'm bout to shut this shit down like a kill switch
Trying to make a mill bitch
Pop it like a pill bitch
Copy I don't steal shit
I'm eating what I kill bitch
Don't be sleeping on the real bitch
At it for a minute, I'm the best now they're still pissed
Got to take a real risk
Need a space to chill bitch
Need a place to build, and I need an eighth of kill
Think you got me beat?
Man you need to be for real bitch
I'm the secret that they're trying to keep concealed bitch
Best believe that when I drop they get the chills
Cause they know my shits strong like the shit was made of steel
Man I got it made for real
But I got to pay the bills
And I do it by myself, I don't got to take a deal
You got to stay consistent with this shit
I ain't got no secretary, no assistant with this shit
Man I do what's necessary I'm persistent with this shit
I'm the best of everyone they like to mention in this shit
I got potential with this shit
And they know I'm certified got credentials in this shit
And I got a suit and tie I'm presidential with this shit
And you got to do your job stay consistent with this shit
Don't confuse shit
It's fire when I do spit
Trying to get a few chips
Showing you the proof bitch
Know that I'm the truth bitch
Fire in the booth bitch
Real or fake at some point you gotta choose bitch
Better stay awake, man there ain't no time to snooze
And you know you're still a snake
Man I really can't relate
Man you know that I'm the best
And you really can't debate
Man you know I'm not impressed with the shit that you say
Or the flows that you got
Or the raps that you spit
Man I slowed down for a minute now I'm back on my shit
Ain't no slacks in my shit
It's a fact when I spit
Man I'm stacking my chips
Ain't no tracks they can skip
Man I'm back they forget, that I'm that great
Till they sit in last place
Stomping on this motherfucking beat until the glass breaks
Eating while her ass shakes
Beat it till her back aches
Running shit I'm fast paced
Know I'm getting half baked
Never do it halfway
Got to blaze a pathway
Got at least a half
And I'm chopping beats in half
You honestly cannot compete
You honestly should copy me
I got to be the prophecy
So introduce me properly
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