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Inauguration
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Inauguration was released on November 12, 2017 by 916% ENTERTAINMENT as a part of the album 1% - EP
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Album1% - EP
Release DateNovember 12, 2017
Label916% ENTERTAINMENT
LanguageEnglish
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Credits

Lyrics

I hear all this talk from these no-name ****
'Bout who's the nicest, who's the illest
Boy, you already know what it is
It's my motherfuckin' boy, Duffle Bag Ren
You know I don't lend my energy for weak ****, so it gotta be law
Roll with it and come get on the payroll, or get doored on
If you thought about sayin' my name, ****, forget it
A animal can only bite the hand that fed it
Gamble with your life, some ****'ll have to bet it
But the everyday struggle to you would be academic
Find 'em in the crevice, readin'
Old tweets of them talkin' overzealous
And act like they never said it, I see where this shit is headed
Life is a movie and I'm playin' with the edits
Have you layin' with the medics
****, be lucky if your name is in the credits
Some **** leave here with no tombstone
I was only five when my mama threw my ass in a group home
Now I'm cuttin' grass in a few homes, I'm too grown
Shit is all clear, gotta stay clear
'Cause ****'ll have your name in everything but a prayer
Man, I swear, I'm in tune with the hatred
I think like the kid who bent spoons in The Matrix
It's obvious the level is high
For you to live rich, several'll die, they say the devil's a lie
I talk real, that's the rebel inside
Chip on the shoulder, never set it aside, so keep your feminine pride
The best ever, either dead or alive
No disrespect, that's competitive drive
It's better to die if you don't live a life ready to thrive
I know they hate, see the red in they eyes, listen
Believe none of what you hear, a quarter of what you seein'
How you wan' race the foreign or European?
The rawest from the Koreans
Top model bitch, that whore'll be in my DM
**** play rich, you ballin', but I'm a GM
Stuntin' the team, I'm the **** you become in your dreams
Put the gun to your queen, a Lil Uzi couldn't mumble a thing
A brash killer, but the humblest king
I don't fumble a thing, countin' this money got my thumb in a sling
(Ten, twenty—) Man, too many hundreds to bring
Shit, I'm too damn calm, you'll never see Ren rattled
Don't get sent up a stream or river you can't paddle
****'ll try kill you 'cause of what you got
The brighter the light shine, the darker the damn shadow
Chill, if you don't understand, you will
You sleep on it, you should plan your will
This **** Ren is ill, I spit cold, give your man the chills
A big problem, no answer still
Got hands of steel, who want smoke? I got cancer still
Who want coke? I got grams to deal
Who want Ransom's heels? I'm here, homie, let's get to it
So fuck who did it before, I'm the best to do it
I custom kitted the Porsche, but the Lex is stupid
Encrusted chips on the cross, the baguettes is bluish
A game full of ****, the execs is Jewish
I don't talk just to be talkin', I expect to do it
What the fuck you thought?
****, you better take that mumble rap shit over there
Go dye your hair or somethin', this real rap right here
The president, Duffle Bag Ren
You already know what it is, right? Hahaha
Written by: Randy Jay Nicholls
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