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lirik lagu champyg – state my status

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[intro]
uh, champy, uh, yeah
state my status, uh, state my status, uh
look

[verse 1: champyg]
just flipped this sample, now i’m back rappin’ on this sh~t (sh~t)
don’t get dismantled tryna gamble with my tracks, admit (admit)
i’m one the coldest in this rap unit, don’t you forget (forget)
you picked the champ for a reason, adaptin’ quick (quick)
been attacking flips (flips), open season
no hope in pleadin’ the b~st~rd, spits
vulgar readings for those receivin’ the mass of it
pad to pen, rap with padded thin walls around my mental sp~ce
voices stay tappen in, choices made accidents
an average sense of my appetence for rap
momentums great, rejoice in abstinence
i’d ate the averageness of trap and dragged the eight
rppers in my gentle grace
gents’ll get graze whenever my pencil’s raised
it’s detrimental to stay, accept this simple delay
a dwindlin’ flame wrinkles his page
when at the end of the day (day) i think i did great (great)
now, this single name champy is here to stay, yuh

[verse 2: matthew the artist]
yeah, they askin’ if i’ma be scalin’ it down
i’m passionate, i’m just inhalin’ the sound
no longer the alternate, always prevailin’ then hailin’ the rounds
you finna know that when the dragon spits
i’ma be blazin’ the crowds
wow, ain’t talkin’ about jonbanét when sayin’
i’m cookin’ this sh~t like i’m ramsey
y’all better andale ’cause y’all don’t know sh~t
when you saying that you understand me
they wish that i gone away probably
i love that they processin ’cause all you fake like some canned meat
i gotta better chance of f~ckin’ your momma
and sister, and mamy, then aunty
the way that i’m gripping this microphone
it’s looking like weezy and styrofoam
making me queasy from saying these lines that you might oppose
doin’ it freely and passin’ these rhymes like a foster home
on the low, you’ll never be seein’ me doin’ this sh~t by the book
you better believe in me they throwin’ them fits
’cause i’m making their idol shook
do it exceedingly, always repeatedly, n0body beating me
i write with the left and i come with a writers hook
the way that i’m piecin’ these lines all together
they stare at my face and you about to encounter a disciple look


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