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Lyn Starr
Lyn Starr
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(Yeah, Ayy Yooo, haha) Check the rhymes every time that I'm spittin Get you lifted, no these rappers ain't committed I'm at the finish, overlapped them coupled times ago Your runner up was overwhelmed a couple lines ago Check the rhymes every time that I'm spittin Get you lifted, no these rappers ain't committed I'm at the finish, overlapped them coupled times ago Your runner up was overwhelmed a couple lines ago So what I'm tryna say, oops, no what I'm tryna flow Is that all these niggas in the way, yeah they gotta go I know I am so damn malicious But words of wisdom: save that jolly shit for Christmas Gods my witness all that's scripted will be flipped upon They head like Jack and Jill when they went trippin' I'm just kiddin', thanks for listenin' (Ayy yooo) (Ayy yooo) Nevertheless Beat on my chest Everyday givin' my best On any beat I'm a threat Kill it and go to the next After me there will be none You'll be left with reruns All these rappers is my sons I bought all my kids some walkie talkies Copy copy, they just watch me, call me cocky But I know your favorite rapper's havin' trouble tryna stop me And ain't no stoppin' on this locomotive Ain't no brakes upon this train and we gon' run it 'til we run you over Keep it popping like a soda I sell rhymes to make my quota Ayy yooo Ayy yooo Ayy yooo Ayy yooo Ayy yooo Ayy yooo Ayy yooo Ayy yooo
Writer(s): Lyn Starr Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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