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1 survivor - nalyd lyrics

[verse 1: nalyd ecitsuj]
used to get, bent, now i represent to the fullest
pencil is full of insolent bullets
i’m like a doberman pinscher, pitbull and a rott’
mixed with a toxic, the plot begins to thicken
i begin to spitting like vintage pac, demented
demonic sinister, ever since the the doc replenished me
the day he gave me that shot when i was just ’bout to quit
so to not see him with me would be a shocking image
and i’m the definition of what a concrete chin is
cause no matter how many times you sock me in it
and knock me to the canvas, even the boxing critics
know that if i get off to a rocky start, i’ll always have a rocky finish
eat me brocoli, spinach, c-cky? nope
but i hope i offended you when i told ya how dope i am at this
and put emphasis on the “dope,” so when names come up
in that conversation of who’s the dopest, better throw mine in it

[hook]
sometimes your goal is to just live a better life
oh, these days it’s often to see someone wear a smile
there is no time to cry
sometimes a goal is to live a better life
oh, these days you may need to wear a smile in order to survive

[verse 2: nalyd ecitsuj]
i’m no king, no need for rose petals to be thrown at my feet
i’m a th-rn in your side, get thrown into a throne
better watch the f-cking tone that you speak, feel like i’m in the zone
i’m in a whole different league on my mothaf-ckin’ own, it’s just me
no opponents can compete, and i’ve never been known to retreat
from beef, be beat, follow trends or wallow in defeat
i’m still hungry as f-ck, but can’t even say bon appet-t
cause i don’t know what to eat the microphone or the beat
b-tch, n0body’s mind works like mine
it’s nose to the grindstone time, holmes, your mind’s blown
cause i rhyme like i’m still trying to get signed, up in the senior show
they screaming “who the f-ck is you”?
never asked you like my sh-t from the get
i’d rather ask you to wipe my -ss, b-tch
you had you a nice run, now take a hike
if i ever meet my match, i’mma strike that b-tch first
cause on the mic i gotta represent the real rappers
the real rappers get their mothaf-ckin’ sk!lls cracking
word to em’ all, why the f-ck not?
you don’t like it? suck my c-ck!

[hook]

[verse 3: nalyd ecitsuj]
late at night, used to catch a buzz, couldn’t write
now i write the type of sh-t to make you wipe
but wear diapers cause you might leave a streak
i’m on a streak windshield wipers couldn’t wipe
it’s hard to decipher what cypher i might jump into tonight
cause i’m hyper or something, needing someone or something is lighting
this fire under me, it’s breathing new life, it’s like i already died once
i guess some people only live twice, and it’s funny
my days of being broke was so long ago, i lost my concept of money
but you dimes won’t get a f-cking nickle from me
oh sh-t, i’m down on one knee
i’m having a stroke of g*nius, elizabeth i’m coming to you, honey
from boy to man, and still make a wh0r- moan like a thyroid gland
no offense? yes offense, precedents has been set that’ll never get met
middle finger pressed against whoever don’t like how i represent
the senior show i hope you liked that sh-t
got a whole generation of rappers coming up that are nutty with the flow
but convince me you’ve heard or you’ll never know

[hook x3]

[nalyd ecitsuj]
and then there was one

- nalyd lyrics

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