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We on a whole nother level with this shit now
You know what i'm saying

This is greatness straight from 6 Mile
Where clips flip smiles I spit crowns over synth sounds
You outta breathe by the 5th round, nigga sit down
This a marathon you sprinting with bad reception
They blast wessons, you fake thuggin is your last impression
You ain't the boss that you thought if you can't pass a blessing
Laughed at lessons, now lack in intregity in the masters presence
I rather grab ya fuckin neck, fore i grab a weapon
Thats the way im built, braveheart under a plate of steel
Life's a game of dice my nigga I just play the field
It's like a old school gangsta move im just staying reel (Real)
State the truth, I take the booth like a sabertooth
If you see me holding a piece (Peace) it aint to make a truce
Off my rocker, malicious mindstate since a fly weight
Betting horses running 5/8's at a fine pace
This verse might help boost the crime rate

Ayo lil ant ant I told these niggas
Aint want no smoke with me out here

Back in the day, you get a backhand or jab to the face
Interactions with snakes get manhandled if I pass them to Nate
I attack raps with the passion of Sebb grabbing a crate
Was a crumb snatcher, now my raps help batter the cake
Ya career on a pier, bouta take a splash in the lake
With cement shoes, here's a straw for a breathing tube
Im mean and rude, a heeven goon if you breach the rules
I dream with tools, no ones immune to how the demons move
Everytime you rap a verse nigga ya nose grow
Coincidence I upgraded the .38 to .44
I got a different train of thought when I approach a track
Emotions, facts, promote soldiers and expose the wack
My music go live longer than me
So I don't compromise, my name won't erode in the D
I just crack the Davinci code using the code of the streets
Still cold blooded highway to heaven Im holding ya seat
Peace

This a meeting of the gods
Where the real niggas thrive with our mind to survive
Commit crimes if we have to
Use the ink to remember mental tattoos

It's like them shits embedded in my brain and the pen release them
You know what i'm saying man

This a meeting of the gods
Where the real niggas thrive with our mind to survive
Commit crimes if we have to
Use the ink to remember mental tattoos

Nobody better than my daddy and I mean that
Yeahhhhhh damn right

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from Fluorescent Mud Produced By Sebb Bash, released August 19, 2022

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Ty Farris is one of the Top Tier lyricists in the underground hip hop wave. Producers such as Apollo Brown, Black Milk, Big Ghost, Stu Bangas and other boom bap specialists. Hip Hop at its finest! Displaying high quality songs and content with wordplay and stories! ... more

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