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lirik lagu ssj daki - off the top!

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[verse 1]
i don’t drop verses, b~tch, i drop bombs
blow the competition back
my pen strike like a napalm
i get dirty looks from dudes up in their thirty’s
’cause i get it good in ways that understood to them was never in the book
it got ’em shook
tied the knot with the game
went and sonned a couple n~ggas ’cause they wanted my name
i may buy a crib to match the value locked on my chain
my dogs posted in the yard and take ya bones trynna play
mary jane typa cadence that i brang, these p~ssy n~ggas is lame
i’m king author with thе pen, i keep the heads that i’vе slain
up in my den, i’m rockin’ denim wove in foreigner states
i heard these labels tryna sign me, i’m worth more than estates, ya dig
got more blues than any officer pig
these n~ggas dancing with the devil, don’t get lost in the jig
up in the ring, we run it raw, but they can’t rock with the kid
get knocked in a hit
pop, split an arm and a limb and he walk with a limp
drop, lose your all in the pit like an offering pick
watch, i can’t stop for a fix, i’m to hot for a miss
brr, that’s the sound off the chop, get him gone in a bit
different ways of makin this money, i’m swapping the biz
in my hometown, i’m better than anyone flockin’ to diss
i soar outta orbit, i’m alien, martian to this
i got more green than a forest
these n~ggas think they uppin’ me, i flip the script and contort it
it’s best fall back, don’t waste your life, concede and then forfeit
’cause when it comes facing me, it leave you bleeding and broken
i been up in this knee deep, i had to weep to endure it
so when it comes to beating rappers, y’all be eats like it’s porridge
i see my future 3d, i max out a whole theater
this ain’t nothin pg, i k!ll crowds, nothin’ sweeter
talking from the pc, block, control, alt~deleter
feel like voorhees, i walk around the block with a cleaver, ahh
[verse 2]
man, who gon’ pick up?
not me, i’m busy, b~tches jumpin’ d~ck like hiccups
hoes on they knees, mouth open like a bishop
go a couple rounds then i leave, that’s the mix up
i spit bars that so yuck, it make they chin tuck
throw they arms up and say, “mmm” with they lips pucked
there’s no k~mbya, slide, it’s a stick up
they did it off the gimmick, c~ck~riding and some d~ck suck
so why would i see competition in these rap alikes
the sh~t i serve is 5 star, they barely passing appetize
i take it to the moon and back, my wave is like a satellite
you can’t get a piece, keep on lockdown, classified
got ’em satisfied with the heat i’m dropping
keeping p~ssy n~ggas pacified, leave the beat knocking
move the roof, keep ya feet stomping
i’mma keep poppin’ off the top hot
never sleep, go on tell ’em keep watching
what the f~ck?

[outro]
no, really, what the f~ck?
had to style on these n~ggas, style on these cellars, style on these b~tches, style on your friends, style on your b~lls
i ain’t even rappin’, n~gga, i’m talkin outta the [?], ahh
n~ggas can’t see me, i’ve been goin’ f~ckin’ stupid
all day, every year, twenty~four f~cking seven, every quarter season, n~gga, i’m out, rahh
(hey)


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