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I'm a winner cuz of the life I chose I could've been minutes away from serving a long prison sentence, livin' with a skinny cell mate, all i'd lift is a small dumbbell, that's "Heavy time with a light wait,"(lightweight/ light weight/ light wait, triple entendre)
but I get away with murdering beats i didn't fight fate,
I pulverize all competition no matter the challenger,
On a scale of 1 to 10 you can't bare-it (Barrett) cuz 50 is my caliber,
I go long distance a futile few'll fuel my mighty writing pen,
watch a Titan come tighten the tight-ends,
both sides of society I can convert to my-friends,
I'm colorblind yet I paint a perfect picture for hip hop despite my haters recanting,
Take i out this painting you'll start panting,
my words come-to-me like a summoning somebody must agree in my absence rap just ain't complete?
I'm a winner cuz I make rap atheists change-beliefs,
my knives slice precisely like cold cuts through the coat of your cult's culprit cunt!
what's technology without tech knowledge equal?
an incomplete project of the genome,
don't judge a book by its cover, or by the price of it,
if you judge me by my clothes, I ain't jack shit,
in other words my clothes were paid for cuz I ain't jack shit,
when you heard the first part I just said you thought I dissed myself,
I proved your judgmental next time listen-well,
you didn't even realize I just experimented with your thought process,
allow to demonstrate again without using a hard context,
I can write a dope paragraph with every punchline reversed,
here's the story NOTE viewer discretion you have been-warned:
I seen men-die for a diamond, it was a cool-heist in high-school, told my punk tutor I never seen a-more-soft sophomore, I had to torment a mentor!
rapping in reverse tires me dog please stop it or I'll make a pitstop
onto the next lesson which is knowing when to react,
keep my friends close & my enemies closer, since they fed me static it's only right that I feed-back,
if your in an ambulance on life support I'd risk getting pulled over just to cut-you-off,
Your dead rookie we'll call you the 6 feet underdog,
I went from rock bottom to on the rocks bottoms-up,
life changes I've tangled when I got-it-rough,
I wrote stories about the greatest rappers looking on my map's icons to travel the never ending cliff to roam with the best-men,
I can show you the Legends (ledge-ends) (icons on maps, famous people, cliffs, story, quadruple entendre')
each thought travels through the pen-stem,
with all the hate I used to get, I prevented a pre-teen-suicide,
other so called good rappers pretend they can't see-me-through-the-blinds,
I can prove your not even close to my level, between you & I, there's ten letters between U & I (you & i).
my fast pace pays to see-me-moving-dimes,
as far as your speed bitch your crawl's-pace-is-slower,
as far as intelligence not even your crawlspace-is-lower!!
as I climbed to the top spot people wonder how did I appear up-here?
I ain't repeating myself I just knew my fate & accepted it,
Your apprentices' appendages end up-in-ditches when a-pen-dishes up-relentless-ness!
the only thing rappers pack with us-is-tents, no assistance the hate between us-is-tense
don't think I won't play-my-luck,
a starving cannibal would hate-my-guts,
to all my loyal fans & fam i require your attention-now,
I don't care if your sober or if you drank ten-sips-now I have a speech on why I should accept-the-crown,
I love all of you haters won't even get a slightly indented-frown,
this is exactly how a winner's voice should be expected-to-sound,
my life defies gravity I went nowhere but up yet I kept-my-ground,
I just want all you to know who respects-me-now,
I could pilot a jet with no fuel through an electric-cloud & better bet I still wouldn't let-ya-down!
front on a G with etiquette, sounds like you better get-a-kit, first-aid (G + etiquette = sounds like get a kit),
Im the best-with-this, always wanted to be number 1, i shoulda never-left, first-grade,
my skills high as Mt Everest, front on that to see an L i got the cleverest, wordplay! (C & L cl+ Everest = cleverest, an L is slang for a loss)
listen close B4 Stark punches your I25 times N40 kicks to the gut he's considered a G50 states would agree he'll O75 percent of skill to his own style he flows,
Did you listen closely to the last scheme folks, I proved I'm a winner at the king's-throne,
listen close I said B4 I25 N40 G50 O75 that's BINGO! (N sounds like end, N also sounds like and; most bingo games play #'s 1-75)
I can do it all over again in reverse, Stark will O61 sticks of dynamite for bombs dropped in each-verse, he'll bet a G47 assault rifles couldn't N40 percent of haters misconceptions on each-end, but focusing gave my I20 20 vision to know that your B10!