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Hey, welcome to the grand scale We all made it here without fail So now we got some fan mail We wear armour like its chain mail Oh sorry to disappoint, but that aint real Hey Welcome to the brand fail We dont know whats up there I Mean, we just aren't aware Ya we got some big plans But the world don't like us We are not in demand So we gotta change it up So they know whats up No more bad clutch See what car is the fastest He'll go f*ck a bad bitch And you know he snitch He'll be up on my dick They'll just call me a savage And I'll be like, nope Im a ravid, B Rabbit Coming at you with these rapid bars Till you're just a memory like Lord Jamar Bitches ask me if I hit hard I asked if they heard my bars Nope, they're retards Everyone bout to be scared After I mix up the game And hit the hall of fame I'll make everyone look lame Cause they all be too tame Hey, welcome to the grand scale We all made it here without fail We made so now we got some fan mail We wear armour like its chain mail Oh sorry to disappoint, but that aint real Hey, welcome to the grand scale We all made it here without fail Oh sorry to disappoint, but that aint real Hey let me tell you a little tale It could be happening right now Everything seemed to go down hill Bitches didn't know I was out there Crowds migrating southwards I was fighting up hill Like a salmon, trying to go northward Trying to change the current flow But the world won't help us no more Only the strongest survive That's why I will thrive So take my strong advice Remember to always think twice I hope one day I'll find my Billie Jean Just make sure he's a queen! And hopefully all of my dreams will be You too, why can't everybody win? How could that be a sin? They say I ain't shit? F*ck what you heard I am a goat and I'm sheeping the herd All of my verbs, turn into bullets And yes I'm growing a lil mullet Know this, if you don't want to get dissed Then stay out if the way I know that it's something you cannot resist But as long I live I do persist to take a Percocet And die like a little bitch, cuz I'll be getting rich And when they say I'm never gonna blow I ask if they have a cold, and I hand them a nose So at least they can blow out Their non existent brain Yes I know I'm insane I ain't wearing no chain I ain't part of that cuz just be straight Make my own path, pave it and rap Run through all of this trap, to make you all sad Bitch I'll be glad, flying in a pj Asking guys for bjs Crashing my plane Walk it off I'm like Lois lane, Always saved But now I'm enraged by all these bitches Who ain't in my lane So I burn them like witches Cuz the friction of my mouth moving is causing this heat Hey, welcome to the grand scale We all made it here without fail We made so now we got some fan mail We wear armour like its chain mail Oh sorry to disappoint, but that aint real But that will be soon People say im hiphop's victor van doom So that means i'm important Might make a beat, you'll be exporting Challenge in archery? Welp, i'm an expert in That just like rap, if this didn't do it Then you are just shit You might not be vibing it But you're at least respecting it And I'll be back with another slap When you're least expecting it It could be trap or its an emotional hit Just know that i am the shit
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