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i x l (i excel) - rob regis lyrics

[chorus: rob regis]
i excel, then prevail
getting better in rap, like veterans have

[verse 1: rob regis]
since i started my collection, i been striving for perfection
and i started my dissection, of what you have been requestin’
boy- i do this, if it wasn’t for the mucus
i would’ve had endless flowing, but i focused on the music
who is, i, well i be
the owner of some nifty knuckles when i s-p-i-t
and i see, none of ya’ll are brawn enough to r-i-p
so die please, like, just r.i.p
ya’ll tease me, i been wondering where your talents at
claiming greatness, but i want to be one to challenge that
bringing all the balance back, i’m stomping through your habitat
i splatter cats, and i wonder where the chatters at

[chorus]

[verse 2: rob regis]
my stuff is in the slumps, phone ringing, pickin’ it up
my dad’s on the line, sounding distant as f-ck
my pops is losing faith in me, but i take it as
it takes time, to really be great you see
respect the haitian god, embracing any odds
to the point, i made a choice, my voice is for blazing frauds
amidst blazing my trails, never followed a charter
was making my own tracks, while ya’ll swallowed tha carter
but ever clever, it’s i, the wrecker of your spine
who gonna take over when the veterans die?
it’s never better than my deepest well of the rhymes
the h.z.i.c, the rest just fell into line
that’s head zilla in charge, so remember the signs
that’s head zilla in charge, so remember the signs

[chorus]

[spoken word]
now, what you know about the 5 – 6 – ace?
can’t escape the wackness, don’t matter the state
i left connecticut, so now…welcome to florida
come to that palm beach place, 5-6-1, that’s the 5 – 6 – ace
that’s the gunshine state, where you get your dumb mind sprayed
for even coming with that dumb mind state
stress in my chest, so what you expect to call me?
got weed in my hand, let me redefine palm trees
livin’ in where i’m livin’ in, i figure that life is limited
where the cops play games like wimbledon, but what do you expect from simpletons?
just the 5-6-ace
all aboard now, or all are bored now

- rob regis lyrics

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