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Kristopher Weese
Kristopher Weese
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Boss Beats
Boss Beats
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It's Cyrus, and I got the gift of gab I'm like a virus, with the pen and pad I'm the livest, it's fire when I'm in the lab And my lines is the finest, like in the trap Who's my rivals, there will not be survivors When I get off a couple shots at these liars I'm raw, get 'em up in the cobra's clutch And on the nod, I reckon because I'm dope as fuck I do my job, and shred 'em, like I'm grating cheddar Maybe his major label should of paid him better Maybe these little bitches could of practiced more Gave me some competition, instead of jacking off There's no comparison to my vernacular This shit is embarrassing, I'm just laughing bruh Lyrical acrobatics, I tackle 'em And I spit like an automatic, or Gatling gun I chill and eat, where the danger lurks And you can feel the heat, when I spray the verse Cuz I'm still a beast, I can't escape the curse And when I kill the beat, I fkn rape it first I got the game locked down, like a man in prison My words get into your head, like an aneurysm I'm damaging 'em, you fled from the cataclysm Smack the system, this is a rap acquisition You try to step to me, with the wackest rhymes And make an ass of yourself, it is asinine It's bad for your health, you'll want to go back in time You're trapping yourself, consider it a sacrifice To the next rap god, you should worship me Before you get burned, in the third degree Will they ever learn, not to fuck with this You're better off to converge, and just cut your wrists Trust me, you risk all, like you going through withdrawal And pissed off, and don't give a fuck who you rip off You Kris Kross, cuz you ass backwards, and soft Your shit talk'll just make me slap your lips off I chill and eat, where the danger lurks And you can feel the heat, when I spray the verse Cuz I'm still a beast, I can't escape the curse And when I kill the beat, I fkn rape it first Fuck a hater like penetration I got the dedication, to rise above it like a levitation They all crabs in a bucket, with no ventilation Mad cuz I done it with no education This isn't entertainment, it is a movement And I'm always leaving room for improvement Here comes the boom, assume that you're losing No matter what you do, the noose will not loosen Welcome to the valley of the shadow of death bitch I'm reckless, and leaving 'em breathless I eat 'em for breakfast, when I beat 'em to the punch If not I'ma eat 'em for lunch, I aint got no reason to front Hold up. I do it for the thrill of the hunt And I don't mind spilling my blood, I'm 'bout to conquer Like Attila The Hun, fuck the drama, I just kill 'em for fun While the marijuana filling my lungs I chill and eat, where the danger lurks And you can feel the heat, when I spray the verse Cuz I'm still a beast, I can't escape the curse And when I kill the beat, I fkn rape it first This where the danger lurks... it's where the danger lurks
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