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http://soundcloud.com/eedeemusic/i-want ... ft-mr-dgaf
[Verse 1: Eedee]
I got my head on my shoulder's straight,
I used to be overweight,
But I'ma show the game, slow the pain,
Train the globe to know my name.
I'ma stay true to me, you will see a Titan rise,
Dude, believe I'll get that Saturn's ring,
Damn it, bitch, it's time to shine.
My, oh, my, I seem to have spazzed out,
Because I rap now, so clap loud, Eedee can't back down.
So now I'm cypherin', tryin' to hype the shit,
For the life of it, this album flopped before the fucking title hit.
I'm trying to reel you in, but nothing bites a bit,
So come inside and sit and listen closely for somethin' I can spit.
'Bout to go ham, so get this pig and roast it,
The shit I rip is potent, your frickin' pen is broken.
You're livin' in the open, under lights that flick
On and off, call the cops, because you're scared as fuck.
Where's your luck? Dare I just stay bed-ridden?
You better come prepared, motherfucker, my head's spinnin'
I'm bout to unleash some demons,
I bet you can hear them screamin'
And the heat you're seeing?
It's them tryin' leave
Cuz everytime I breath I'm steamin'.
I beg you to murder me, (you're a liar if you die)
Before I set fire to this mic and burn in you third degree
The purpose of emergencies, test your resolve
From your neck to your balls, you best sever your arms
Like a phantom in the night, can you feel that in your core?
Here's the deal, man, Eedee's out, so here's DGAF, peace.
[Verse 2: Mr. DGAF]
I think it’s time to introduce myself
(Who the hell let this guy step up to the mic?)
I’m confused as well
I’m stupid, hell, the clever kid who writes this letter
Lights your cerebellum so you won’t forget (like nine eleven)
You feeling tired (get up), I’m here to start a fight
They call me Heisenberg cause you feeling blue like I was Walter White
Fall in line for this melee come and get it
With my aka 47 coming blazing out the trenches
Assault rifles and my pocket knives all combined
Waste his class and break his back, make his spinal column bind/columbine’d
With all the time I’ve spent developing this fluid sound
You had doubt and threw it at me homie but it fueled me now
I’m here to prove I’m not a gimmick, lots of juice inside this pen I
Spot the finish line and cruise a mile a minute, like
The smile’s demented, precedence that fall to me yes
Difference with Obama and Osama is the b/s
And for you pussies who can’t tell if I meant it, laugh
I say it in jest, hell I’m a registered democrat!
I’ve been sitting back, watching Eric blow in horror
Cause I know he’s bout to kill the game by dropping Going Forward
I’m slowly forming something, we back to feel your cries
Demaz and Eedee mixed with DGAF with Dilz and Dimes
Turgrantula is coming up, lighting the fuse
And you would be cocky as me if you were nice as my crew (I’m back)
[Verse 3: Dilz]
I want this shit like chicks want dick you know how they swallow d,
I’m wanting them to take a listen then they jump to follow me,
I spent myself the money now I’m rockin’ out in quality,
if I what I say is rich well at least it’s not in poverty,
I top these g’s my rapping’s an apostrophe,
their shit is watered down like they swimming way across the sea,
I’m bout to step it up just incase you haven’t lost to me,
for any that do not agree, I have a song dwelling in biography,
mine of course, 50 in a year you gotta find a source,
but battling with rappers I consider it a minor cause,
I’m tryna force my way inside this game I’m working day and night,
I’m sometimes losing focus but my target will remain in sight,
don’t think I’ma quit until I’m tasting what the fame is like,
and shout out goes to SwizZz for jumping on the song I mentioned then,
I will taste the fame and really that is where the sentence ends,
and if you beg to differ keep it in is what I recommend,
they say to always give but I don’t give a fuck about that,
light weights they will give up me you pass the cup I’ll skull back,
pouring out my heart in my lyrics like it’s from the top,
shelf stronger than nippin’ spirits now the shots dealt,
I got my boys behind me and I’m not speaking in a homo way,
we’ve smashed it out the park now we’re tryna make it home okay,
the sayings always been that you want what you can’t have,
I’ma prove that wrong I want the top and I’m gon grab