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otitis - hold the phone lyrics
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[verse 1 – vyrtue]
i light the ground that i walk on
they pull me back so i talk strong
i fire back, cause my lock gone
my drop zone is my chalk zone
no drama queens in this real sh-t
no b-tch made, no sealed cl-ts
i stay cold, she need chill d-ck
she need mo’, doc phil, b-tch
they run from me, and they dropping fast
they bow to me, like it’s god at last
run powerfully, and control the m-ss
now you see, i run like the flash
i’ll f-ck around and get turnt up
hurt feelings, you get burnt up
drop bombs, you get learnt, bruh
my ar is on burst, bruh
you can’t touch my name, can’t touch my flame
burn it all down, for the l-st of fame
that’s so lame, i came to reign
real seem to die in this fake -ss game
live for for the gains, but i’m insane
push thru the pain and i maintain
path that i’m on gon’ hone my brain
last one to walk, and alone in my rain
mentally high, my plain on clouds
pen to the line, then rain comes down
sent from the sky, with the thunderous sound
watch ’em all die when the fame shut down
don’t hit the line if you be lookin’ for gar-bah’ge
and if you askin’ for us, please address us as bar gods
[verse 2 – ot-tis]
like, hold up b-tch, you got the wrong number
we don’t play what’s hot, you want a long summer
no sprints now, we long runners
rob brinks now, we strong gunners
they ain’t really see what’s goin’ on in the game
so we chose to clean it up, then the coroner came
bet i’m, still grimy, that guy d-mn sick
gritty–ss sh-t 409 can’t fix
bodybags seem to occupy my whip
you could be a specimen if you try that sh-t
trunk knock in a beat-up mercedes
gunshots prolly beam bruh to hades
one hot slug’ll lean bruh, he lazy
drums stop, if it seem somethin’ crazy
so i did that: that producer sh-t, you can’t live that
that ruthless spit gon’ make kids mad
that useless sh-t, we get rid fast
bring the sh-t back
when the kid rap, bet the kid snap
like umbilical cord, with the syllables, words
got a million or more, to make quick stacks
like big shaq, do quick mafs
don’t hit the line if you be lookin’ for gar-bah’ge
and if you askin’ for us, please address us as bar gods
rhymes clean as if it rained, then a car wash
we came from nada, mane, we been beatin’ the darn odds
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