R Reed

Catch These Hands (feat. Sensei Beats)

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Here to create my ambition, don't listen to walls break through No sense in clenching my head, so positioned, you won't undo Think I'll lose, I bad news Here to create my ambition, don't listen to walls break through Single em out like a loose leaf, can't envision a mortal who can boost me Always been a dog bring Chewy, star wars groupie, watch em fall suit, no two-piece Actin' all confused, you a bitch, infused on the roofies Flyin' all around this track, like Bruce Lee Bringin' down the walls, these jack hammer paws Impactin' the halls, attractin' all stalls Been waitin' for my turn for a minute, callin' it time will spended Please get offended, these hands look splendid Boy, if I ever talk shit, then I meant it Look, if you really bought it, come and holla at me Fightin' fair is not a thing, shit, I probably cheat Digging til buried, swingin' a flurry, dragon rush, get crushed, no worries What is the hurry, time's not swift, I'm about to make it real dark in this bitch Fist so quick, I cannot miss, every hit look like a glitch Look like my enemies tend to be pissed, out already swing and a miss Always ready, anytime, any day All you have to do is pray and I'll be on the way I'll be on call, just answer your dismay Karma is a bitch and she fuckin' don't play All these movements put you in a trance Always on attack, you can't advance Be aware, you about to shit your pants Hope you wanna dance, you about to catch these hands Honorable mentions get in planned Before they take a hit, everybody got a plan Might as well submit, never really stood a chance Assume the stance, you about to catch these hands Here to create my ambition, don't listen to walls break though Call me Akuma, attacking your guile Leavin' these scraps in a pile Out of your depth, yeah, I heard you on trial Ambers and Johnnys, not saving you now Making sure pity, won't come from the crowd Making sure pit, come screamin' it's loud Swingin' white flags, you throwin' a towel I'm buying' a vowel, I see the answer, I'm solvin' it now Be in denial, watchin' them pile Treatin' like childs, can't copy the style Check out the scouter, the baby, the power's over 9 thou Movin' the Y, not skippin' the how, lettin' them fly, no wonder I'm foul Knocking the sweat right off of they brow Stay with the beef like I'm herdin' them cows Apex predator, stay on the prowl Holy anointed, they worshipin' now Cut through the ground, I'm feelin' like plows I'm finished with grace, I'm takin' a bow Always ready, anytime, any day All you have to do is pray and I'll be on the way I'll be on call, just answer your dismay Karma is a bitch and she fuckin' dont play All these movements put you in a trance Always on attack, you can't advance Be aware, you about to shit your pants Hope you wanna dance, you about to catch these hands Honorable mentions gettin' planned Before they take a hit, everybody got a plan Might as well submit, never really stood a chance Assume the stance, you about to catch these hands
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