READY

Album cover art for "READY" by Dyme-A-Duzin

Dyme-A-Duzin - Rap

READY

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[Intro] Dyme-A GO2 Uh [Verse 1] Jumping in Down on my luck but I'm up again It's sad, niggas suck and you suffering They don't know what the fuck that they up against Ugh Fuck it then Comp getting crushed, need supplements Crushing on your slut like her fucking man You are just a nut not my fucking twin Ugh A covered gem And why they call him Dyme-A-Duzin then? To spar with bars this hard you need the Father God to structure them The artists that I sonned are still subbing him Honest, since the dollar vans I knew I'd be a Don It's in my government Astonished at the way the most high aligned this It's bigger than finally being famous, Ace and Sean Don sips Cuz I'll gladly leavе the Shyne on some Sеan John shit Distribute equity and knowledge, keep the projects thriving Sign with Shawn so the rock is solid Controversial like the pink and purple Polos Kan' rocked in College Feeling destined to throw up the diamond I cut my album round where Hov did reasonable doubt But there's still a reason you doubt it Bitch I'm so Crown Clark Kent & Combat in meetings to scout 'em Things to be proud of Keep it a thousand Can't make niggas drink but you can lead to the fountain Flows seas in the drought and now they floating like we broke the levee Nigga never settlin' This for the city, nigga Im a warrior I never worry, nigga Is you- (Is you ready, nigga?) When them hardships getting heavy nigga would you go and get it? Would you hesi' nigga Is you (I'm ready) (I'm ready) Just let depression come and settle in (I'm ready) (I'm ready) [Verse 2] Game got me on some retirement shit Things are not as clear as I envisioned Bunch of fake Drakes and diet Kendricks (Who's car you pullin?) Copy-Paste stars It's tasteless No style or lyrics Dancing and singing in synchronicity like Stylistics Feeling like competitions nonexistent I'm responsible for codeine and the chronic blinding our prescriptive Snitches in my line business So my lines encrypted So much crip ties and the 9s they think I'm riding 6's So many 9's and 10's in the 6 I feel like I'm DVSN Jordan and Pippin how ?? divide the dividends From the United States where violence speaks and minds imprisoned Immigrant parents stripped from families stuck inside a system But we'll celebrate ice train and gang while the ICE agents deport and divide us It's cold as ice, ain't it? Ugh For the set I'm never finna settle nigga 'Til the melanin contest the metals, nigga Feel the metal hit you, nigga, if you meddle, nigga Is you- (Is you ready, nigga?) [Outro] (Is you ready to die for this shit, motherfucker?) (Is you ready to die for this pussy, nigga?) (Is you ready to die for your set?) (I'm ready) (We gon' kill your ass) (I'm ready) (Uh) (I'm ready) (I'm ready) (I'm ready) (I'm ready) (I'm ready) (I'm ready) (I'm ready) (I'm ready) (I'm ready) (I'm ready) (I'm ready) (I'm ready) (I'm ready) (I'm ready) (I'm ready) (I'm ready)

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  • Dyme-A-Duzin