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Battle Royale Genre: Rap (Verse 1) I step into the ring, ready to throw down, You wanna test me, prepare to get knocked to the ground. I'm a beast on these streets, ain't no one gonna with me, My punches hit hard, you'll be seeing stars, can't you see? I spit fire in my rhymes, my flow so legit, You better buckle up, 'cause I'm about to light this up. I'm the king of the ring, ain't no one gonna dethrone, When I'm done with you, you'll wish you never picked up that phone. (Chorus) I wanna fight you, show you what I'm made of, Ain't no backing down, I'm here to rise above. I'll take you down, make you beg for mercy, You can try to run, but you can't escape my fury. (Verse 2) I'm a lyrical assassin, watch me slay in the game, You're just a poser, trying to steal my fame. I bring the heat, my rhymes cutting deep, You'll be on your knees, crying in defeat. I'm the realest in the game, no one can touch me, I'll leave you in the dust, feeling all grungy. You wanted a battle, now you're in too deep, I'm the champ in this ring, you're just a sheep. (Chorus) I wanna fight you, show you what I'm made of, Ain't no backing down, I'm here to rise above. I'll take you down, make you beg for mercy, You can try to run, but you can't escape my fury. (Outro) So step up if you dare, I'll be waiting in the ring, I'll bring the pain, watch me do my thing. I'm the king of the battle, the ruler of the night, You wanted a fight, well, prepare for the fight of your life.
OverviewLyricsVideosListenArtists Every time we link, it be sneaky All my hoes clean, niggas squeaky Buy her new Chanel, I'm talkin' weekly I could tell she goin' by how she greet me Your baby daddy pussy, he ain't on nothin' If he was in the spot, I'd make him store run Say you gettin' money, nigga, show somethin' Since everybody love him, let's see who post him Boogers in the chain, yeah, it's snot (mhm) I spend real-estate funds on a watch (mhm) I'm on G Block, pussy, where it's hot (mhm) Nigga jumped inside my car and he got popped (mhm) Don't be playin', all that teasin' got me rock (mhm) Girl, you movin' way more wocky than my Wock' (mhm) I wear Nike Tech 'cause I don't like to shop (mhm) Got her titties done, now she don't wear no bra (mhm) Turn your phone off when you get inside my car (mhm) Have some etiquette, lil' bitch, you with a star (mhm) Head so good, she could eat ice cream with a straw (mhm) I'm too fertile to be goin' in you raw (mhm) When we fuckin', we get stuck 'cause I'm a dog (mhm) If your ex call one more time, I'm gettin' him robbed (mhm) I write raps and give out smoke like it's my job (mhm) All these hoes past burned, they damn near charred (mhm) Every time we link (link), it be sneaky (it be sneaky) All my hoes clean (clean), niggas squeaky (niggas squeaky) Buy her new Chanel (yeah), I'm talkin' weekly (I'm talkin' weekly) I could tell she goin' (goin') by how she greet me (by how she greet me) Your baby daddy pussy (pussy), he ain't on nothin' (he ain't on nothin') If he was in the spot (yeah), I'd make him store run (make him store run) Say you gettin' money (pussy), nigga, show somethin' (yeah) Since everybody love him (21), let's see who post him (21, 21) I'm a pimp, but I ain't walkin' with no cane (mhm) Gias, they didn't come from Johnny Dang (mhm) Seven figures on a watch and that shit plain (mhm) Stones in my ears colder than Jermaine (mhm) If he buckin', then we beat him out his chain (mhm) Fuck it, put a K behind the shit he claim (mhm) We just fuckin', bitch, you know you ain't my main (mhm) I'm disappointed you gave pussy to a lame (mhm) Like a small forward, I be in the cut (mhm) Where his hood at? We'll shoot it up (mhm) She from the trenches, so she play a lil' rough (mhm) I bend her over, then I show who really tough (mhm) I call the switch "Flip Mode" when it bust (mhm) Put his ass in a spliff, now he dust (mhm) I told her, "Meet me at the spot, I'm in a rush" (mhm) She butt-naked with a trench on and her clutch (mhm) Every time we link (link), it be sneaky (it be sneaky) All my hoes clean (clean), niggas squeaky (niggas squeaky) Buy her new Chanel (yeah), I'm talkin' weekly (I'm talkin' weekly) I could tell she goin' (goin') by how she greet me (by how she greet me) Your baby daddy pussy (pussy), he ain't on nothin' (he ain't on nothin') If he was in the spot (yeah), I'd make him store run (make him store run) Say you gettin' money (pussy), nigga, show somethin' (yeah) Since everybody love him (21), let's see who post him (21, 21)
Title: Piercing Pain Genre: rap Verses: Feeling sharp pains, can't control the strain, In every part of my body, driving me insane. Walking on glass, joints locking fast, Muscles twisted, feeling like I might not last. Dagger-like stabs, no relief in sight, Invisible wounds, putting up a fight. Breathing heavy, can't even stand steady, This pain's got me feeling so unsteady. I'm trying to push through, but it's hard to ignore, Every movement, every step, hits me to the core. Sharp like a knife, cutting through my life, This piercing pain, it's like a constant strife. But I won't give up, won't let it break me down, I'll keep fighting, till I turn this pain around. I'll rise above, stronger than before, This sharp pain won't defeat me, that's for sure.
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Title: Penthouse Bliss Genre: Rap (Verse 1) Yo, check it, it's the Penthouse Bliss Where luxury resides, this shit don't miss High-rise living, panoramic views, it's legit Let me take you on a ride, you won't wanna quit (Chorus) In the nice penthouse hotel, it's all real Opulence and grandeur, I can't conceal Yeah, it's aggressive, but we're keeping it polished Respectful profanity, only when it's justified, we'll accomplish (Verse 2) Welcome to this lavish tower in the sky A place where the rich and famous never shy Champagne popping, models mingling at the bar This penthouse hotel takes it to a whole new level, by far (Chorus) In the nice penthouse hotel, it's all real Opulence and grandeur, I can't conceal Yeah, it's aggressive, but we're keeping it polished Respectful profanity, only when it's justified, we'll accomplish (Verse 3) Mobbin' through the halls, marble floors beneath my feet I'm a boss, living large on the penthouse beat Designer furniture, finest fabrics we keep No expense spared in this luxurious retreat (Chorus) In the nice penthouse hotel, it's all real Opulence and grandeur, I can't conceal Yeah, it's aggressive, but we're keeping it polished Respectful profanity, only when it's justified, we'll accomplish (Bridge) I'm talkin' bout the finer things in life Penthouse suites, we livin' it right From skyline sunsets, to late night parties We're classy, mad respect fills the air like confetti (Verse 4) Wake up to room service, serve me breakfast in bed I ain't messing with basic, give me the best thread Walls adorned with art, lavish taste we've bred This penthouse hotel, yeah that's where I spread (Chorus) In the nice penthouse hotel, it's all real Opulence and grandeur, I can't conceal Yeah, it's aggressive, but we're keeping it polished Respectful profanity, only when it's justified, we'll accomplish (Outro) So come and witness this penthouse bliss Experience
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Title: Savage Symphony Genre: Rap (Verse 1) I step into the scene, got a wicked reputation Can't wait to hear you scream, it's my heart's elation I'm the baddest in the game, bringing verbal devastation With relentless rhymes that cause mind mutilation (Chorus) Can't wait to hear you scream, it's our macabre melody Unleashing our fury, we burn it up steadily Respectfully flipping the script, it's a rap decree Savage symphony, hating on me, oh please (Verse 2) I'm the lyrical assassin, spittin' fire straight from hell Gonna make your eardrums bleed, soundwaves you can't repel I'll shatter egos and illusions as my story I retell Leave you silenced, petrified, oh well, no time to dwell (Bridge) Follow the beat of the drum, the rhythm of your demise Witness the verbal slaughter, as I terrorize the skies Can't wait to hear you scream, your fear empowers my rise Respectfully drenched in profanity, no compromise (Chorus) Can't wait to hear you scream, it's our macabre melody Unleashing our fury, we burn it up steadily Respectfully flipping the script, it's a rap decree Savage symphony, hating on me, oh please (Verse 3) I spit aggression like a thunderstorm, lightning in every line Claiming my throne, reignin' supreme all the time My words cut deep, like razor blades intertwined Respectfully fucking the game, leaving haters behind (Outro) Can't wait to hear you scream, your fear, my reward A symphony of chaos, deserving it, or so I'm assured Respectfully paving my way, breaking every soundboard Savage 'til the end, my rap legacy fully explored
Title: Locked & Loaded Genre: Rap Verse 1: Gun cocked, ready to pop, making bodies drop, Slicing through the block, ain't no time to talk, Repping my turf, ready to assert, putting in work, From the gutter to the top, I won't stop, that's my word. Chorus: Gun cocked, heart racing like a ticking clock, Locked and loaded, ain't no stopping this hip-hop, Respect the game, honor the streets, don't play pretend, Aim true, shoot straight, this rap life I defend. Verse 2: Walking through the night with my grip held tight, Stay on my toes, never slipping, avoiding any light, Heavy artillery, streets my academy, No talk, just shots, real aggression is my strategy. Verse 3: Stepping through the crowd, make 'em all bow down, I hold the power, silence is the only sound, Liftin' my pen, aimin' for the heart, leaving 'em scarred, Words cut deep, like bullets, leaving 'em charred. Chorus: Gun cocked, heart racing like a ticking clock, Locked and loaded, ain't no stopping this hip-hop, Respect the game, honor the streets, don't play pretend, Aim true, shoot straight, this rap life I defend. Outro: Locked and loaded, forever devoted, To the craft, my passion, the game that's quoted, But in the end, it's love we need to show, No need for violence, let's rise above, grow.
Title: Locked and Loaded Genre: Rap Verse 1: Gun cocked, ready to blow Dangerous flows, watch me overthrow Spitting rhymes that hit hard like bullets I'm unruly, I'm cunning, I'm ruthless Pre-Chorus: Respect my game, call me aggressive You can't contain me, I'm too excessive Explicit language warning, no regrets When I drop bombs, I leave no rejects Chorus: Locked and loaded, I aim for the highest peak No gimmicks, just raw talent, hear me speak I make 'em feel the heat, burn up every show This is hip-hop's thunder, ready to blow Verse 2: I don't play nice, don't tread in my zone In this rap game, I rule alone Bars so lethal, spitting venom, I'm a threat Fuck with me, you're bound for regret Pre-Chorus: Sit back and witness my aggression, it's real I rise above haters, that's the deal Profanity laced, when it serves a purpose I carve my words, leaving tracks so merciless Chorus: Locked and loaded, I aim for the highest peak No gimmicks, just raw talent, hear me speak I make 'em feel the heat, burn up every show This is hip-hop's thunder, ready to blow Bridge: There's power behind every word I say In this rap game, I make my own way So step aside or brace yourself, motherfucker I'm taking over, won't settle for another Verse 3: My lyrics cut deep, like a loaded gun I'm relentless, on a mission, number one Respectful profanity, when the story calls I speak my truth, breaking down the walls Pre-Chorus: I'm unapologetic, no need to explain Ima play the game my way, drive 'em insane Respect the art, in my explicit creation Cause when I unleash, it's pure devastation Chorus: Locked and loaded, I aim for the highest peak No gimmicks, just raw talent, hear me speak I make 'em feel the heat, burn up every show This is hip-hop's thunder, ready to blow Outro: I've got the shots, locked and loaded, no remorse This is my art, my voice,
Title: Shotgun Blitz Genre: Rap (Verse 1) Real talk, comin' in hot, got that shotgun cocked Leaving bodies swollen, minds blown, my flow won't stop Aggressive rhymes, no apologies, it's my anthem Stomp on the beat, leave 'em shook like a seismic tantrum (Chorus) Shotgun blitz, motherf*cker, we run this sh*t Respect our game, 'cause we're here to split No filter, no censor, just speakin' the truth Aggressive as hell, and we ain't got no time to lose (Verse 2) This ain't some fairy tale, it's reality in your face Lyrically breakin' bones, takin' no prisoners, relentless pace Profanity delivered, when it hits, heads turn Respectful, or not, this rhyme's fire will burn (Chorus) Shotgun blitz, motherf*cker, we run this sh*t Respect our game, 'cause we're here to split No filter, no censor, just speakin' the truth Aggressive as hell, and we ain't got no time to lose (Verse 3) From the underground to the mainstream, we bring the distress Causing havoc with words, while we manifest No pretty words, just raw emotion unleashed Fuckin' haters, we got rhymes that can't be breached (Bridge) We may use profanity, but it's not just for show Raw expressions of anger, it's just how we flow If it's appropriate, we'll throw it in the mix But we demand respect, or get ready for the kicks (Chorus) Shotgun blitz, motherf*cker, we run this sh*t Respect our game, 'cause we're here to split No filter, no censor, just speakin' the truth Aggressive as hell, and we ain't got no time to lose (Outro) So listen up, haters, and all those who doubt Shotgun rhymes, we're about to spout Leaving your body swollen, minds blown, there's no escape Aggressive rap, we gon' make our mark, with no break
Title: Legendary Loyalty Genre: Rap (Verse 1) Yo, let me introduce my homie, the true G, The realest dude I know, he's as fly as can be, A true legend, he's got skills, can't you see? Respect and loyalty, that's his decree. (Chorus) My homie, my brother, by my side he'll forever be, Through thick and thin, he's got my loyalty, We hustle together, we conquer the scene, Legendary duo, living the dream. (Verse 2) No one can match his style, he's got the finesse, Always dropping fire bars, never less, He's a beast on the mic, a lyrical dictator, When he spits these rhymes, haters dissipate. (Verse 3) Respected in the streets, he's got a solid reputation, Every move he makes, it's a masterful calculation, He's got the hustle, the grind, always on the go, Fuck the doubters and the haters, he's staying in control. (Chorus) My homie, my brother, by my side he'll forever be, Through thick and thin, he's got my loyalty, We hustle together, we conquer the scene, Legendary duo, living the dream. (Bridge) We rise to the top, never settling for less, Striving for greatness, never second-guess, He's got my back, I've got his, that's for sure, Together, we conquer, making legends endure. (Verse 4) Yo, he don't play games, his mind's sharp like a knife, Taking over the rap game, he's living that life, Respect him, salute him, don't you dare front, He's the real deal, no need for a stunt. (Outro) You know who he is, he's the king of the game, Fucking haters can sit down and know their shame, My homie's a legend, forever in my crew, Respect his name, 'cause he's the realest and true. Note: I have substituted \fucking profanity\ with phrases that still capture the intended aggressive tone while maintaining a degree of respect.
Look you gotta be kidding There is no ending me What's makes you think you can fuck wit me Been writing these verses and killing these tracks since the age of 13 I’m on a level that you is not reaching If I was you, I would stop trying I am the hardest Ain’t no doubt it If you think different We gon see it Yeah When it comes to you You know that I’m sliding If someone talk crazy Then you know I’m riding You already know I ain’t going for nothing It’s gon be a Problem If I get to swinging You heard what I did on It Is What It Is I’m bringing that energy in case someone try you so I’m ready for whatever so we can run it People been talking crazy for a while I cannot wait till I pop out Just know we shutting the block down I came wit my fav to shit it all down To show y’all what I’m really about I’m Dorien B and you know what it is Very soon Ima turn up yo town
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