Rap City 2018

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Vendetta - Rap

Rap City 2018

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Yo, yo Bedford, West London man Fuck all these man Look... [Verse] It's a loose leaf blowing in the wind Only I control atonement and I open it with sin That's what happens when your rolling with the loneliest of men And I'm promoting strength like getting phone calls from the gym I'm harbinger of ice cold, arctic with that white snow You'll get targeted in Iceland by some dyke hoes I got the game figured and I ain't typing the right codes I tell a man everyday, he better (look), just... Reach for the sky, and would he really peak on a high After a buzz and a little piece of the pie Some man wanna creep in the night And formulate a scheme to survive Get money and put the beefing aside Matter fact? Pussy I want some beef with a side! Fuck that I'll be Chief Keef in the ride but usually it's some Old Wu-Tang, Raekwon, you know how I get down It's '98 up in the town again Fuck that I've been round again Look it's all of the top of the dome I know some man wanna pop off the chrome For the talent that I've got... and you can hate on shit But pussy this is my crown and nobodies taking it I been lying dormant for a while but now I'm back in the business So how you gonna chat these actual figures? You ain't stacking residuals... nobodies making P's off singles Meanwhile I got this shit on pop like Pringles It's that '02, Harlem, Dipset, shouts to the man dem Fuck it, riding bike on a tandem, pussy never had a whip there I don't even have to shit here, I got a crib there and there And anyone that wanna come around me They can wrapping in an Audi, It's kinda cool like Saudi It's kind of hot like Ghanaian flows (fuck that) I'm with some chicks that's Barbadian hoes Hang tight Bajan hoes and fuck that we don't play with dough Look, whitest man you ever seen getting C.R.E.A.M I don't give a shit I'm living the American dream And I ain't American, so go tell them I could run up in their tenement With no evidence, just me in my elements Fire, water, earth and ting, fuck that I'm birthing tings May as well be the mother/father of this surgeon ting So slap the baby on the bottom, tell them that I got it I don't give a shit yo I'm ramping... Sonics How you gon' chat about Knuckles when you ain't got phonics So fuck them! [Outro] Fuck that man, off top as well You man ain't got shit bro... Listen, all of these written bars you man are talking yeah Bedford this and that blah blah blah You man are doing your thing yeah, sick! But don't try ramp man's name like I ain't about this I been about this enit One...

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  • Vendetta