[Intro]
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Throwback Thursday
Freestyle number eight

[Verse]
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I look at the game and I don't see threat
Your record gets played and I'm hittin' next
You claim you're the best, don't make me laugh
I aim for you head, you get a dirt nap
May I suggest you quit with the raps
I am the main event when I put pen to pad
You're fuckin' mad I can tell
Woah. woah
My competition holdin' Ls
Rappers are afraid cause my pen really is the deadliest
When they hear my name thеy all quick to jet like Kenny Smith
On thе microphone I got plenty hits
When they hear the flow know they envy it
When I see a foe I just empty clips
Bloah, bloah
I get on the track it's a body
I'm a go down as the goat
You can think I'm being cocky
I am just stating the facts
I am too nice with the raps
No time to relax
Don't give a fuck about your top five
Cause I told you n***as that the crown's mine, yea