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r.i.p - free the world lyrics
[verse 1 iffy o]
yo, aim squad
yeah yo, yeah, yeah yo, ugh
alright, alright, alright
just like a made up in the kitchen i was made for this position
no scholarships ain’t paying for tuition
but don’t worry bout’ me n-gga currently i’m on a mission
its decl-ssified, no guide, involves my composition tho
i got that central air condition flow
and the name is iffy o, please don’t act as if you didn’t know
cuz fake n-ggas, yall considered phony, its the bros from west o shining like a trophy
of course i’m talking bout my team though
young boys bout to blow like torpedoes
got one shot like a buzzer beating free throw, ugh!
not in miami but i know yall feel the heat tho, uh
yeah, i know yall feel the heat
but still an underground rapper like i’m underneath the concrete
feel the need to undercover like i,m using less sheets
feel a little less stressed since my n-gga makes my beats
shout out to my n-ggas beats them things is heat to say the least
k!lled another track now its buried, rest in peace
now the songs deceased no need to call the police
though it seems like a crime when i hop upon the beat
moment of silence, now let my brother speak
amir, go
[verse 2 amir]
theres not that much to say but ima say it anyway
childhood games, man i call that sh-t my kid and play
iffy o i gotchu kid, think too much my heads too big
aim is the name but fame could wait a little bit
k!ll instrumentals till they all bleed
confidence accomplishments to tell you we succeed
we went through many obstacles to finish game completions
turns out that aims the best so i really start to cheese
cuz these rappers ain’t sh-t to me, chasing v’s thats victory
finish lines all ones for three
rappers telling lies but that dont comprehend to me
hommie who is the realest
rap live like inkalicious
segregated from ritches
[verse 3 ez-chemistry]
uh impossible, yeah kids its possible
breaking fems with my hammer, call me diabolical
i k!ll men, -ss-ssin
we take your girls, we smashing em’
yall say yall get pesos
word boy? we get euros
drinking h-lla ciroc
blowing till our eyes pop
we’re higher than the stock watch
we living life, we don’t stop
k!ll them all like king kong
we save the the girl, we donkey kong
she wants our bananas, trills, im swaggin’
we took took the beat and droped it on my d-mn floor
we transformed this new beat
i’ve never seen before
i’m in the slove grove
cool running mode
i’m bout to go
wataguan and rip this track tho
aim got the flow
we swaggin’ yo
this is a good bye
i thought you didn’t know
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