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oyce59Overcomer Overcomer Westside Gunn Ayo, All we did was slang dope, Mini tech that’s my main hoe Fish scale wishes, wish you well heard you got 30 up north its aight mean he don’t need no scale Wooden shells at Blomingdales, word on the street he had two for sale, pistol in your mouth like a root canal Aston wit the missing roof pissing the Veuve put ten on your head Courtside, Zion got 30 Bron got 50. I better cook a brick in a jiffy All we did was slang dope, baby tech that’s bae bro, Came home scrambling all you heard was ambulance, somebody got hit on the corner doing hand to hands Twelve twelves out the mini van it had the ceiling fan, dashboard had a chandelier Saw grants for years baggin up tasting tears hit em up close you gotta face the fears Where I’m from drive bys over rated, if you got 5 bodies then you famous Get a hammer for the brick we gotta break it, shit broke the blender nigga Royce 59 In search of right like the birth of Christ, Breaking every generational curse in life Perverse, concise make sure the verse is right, return who adverse to the earth Make sure that my hearse is white, and the contract Jewish to match a grind that’s foolish A Koran that’s Buddhist rappin so Mike heron and Denaun stack mullah As I sign on the dotted line with the passion of a blind tattooist in reaction to slithers from lizards mouths Yelawolf this is your first and your last pass I aint gon put it on blast yo punk ass know what this about You think its bout being loud or tryna be hostile til you get found face down on the ground outside of Kid Rock house Though you a vulture pundit I hope you get sober from this, men lie, women lie, so do numbers The energy never lies when you a over comer. The energy never dies when you a over comer. I don’t rhyme for the likes, I’m who the jealous target. I’m underground for life this shit is a cellar’s market. The rich get richer the po’ get mo’ greedy. We need Clarence A to get what’s owed in these board meetings Rappers catch Ls after just squeezing them 4 Feezy's, Crackers pattern themselves after the teachings of Morris levy But I was dubbed the greatest by the gossip, Im King Tut to haters from this spider cockpit As Jacob custom makes me fire watches inspired by Cool J driving Saabs wit cut creator right beside him drivin Mazdas I was labeled drug related by the coppers, a government that through the republic has been subjugated by the mobsters Martin got shot on the Lorraine balcony became alchemy, was spit on at the hospital then suffocated by the doctors Michael was sniped at 6 at night precisely by a laser, Mac Miler died pleading for his life reciting God’s prayer Immaculately conceived a product of Nas’ labor, ain’t shit like me I’m Chris Lighty I’m Violator Dedicated to the edification of selling blackness, I feel like Dame yelling at Kevin Liles over leather jackets Prince when he told Nas own your masters or you ass out, best rapper between Cardi and Meg the Stallion is Kash Doll #Royce59 #WestsideGunn #OverComer