[1 verse] Here I go-go,
rappers is saying oh no,
he oh so, immortal,
so sick he needs a doc, no ortho,
watch he's in the sky like ozone,
bars way above normal,
suits every beat like it's formal,
so in case these bozos dont know,
I be doing it solo,
Im done being push around so you can call this the stono,
rebellion, im elegant, with the rhymes,
you irrelevant, all the time,
telling me this ,I dont give an "uh", cause Im celibate in the mind,
Im so venomous in these lines, watch for the snakes trying to take your shine,
remind you the fame might make you blind, so keep your family by your side,
besides, have you heard
I'm the hottest out the burbs,
plus everything you've heard thats just modest I dont care,
make my name into something,
see these lames they aint nothing,
heard them pigs asking for beef well then I'm huffing and puffing,
subtracting these rappers cause they aint equal to I,
like blinds playing I-spy we aint seeing you guys,
never mind I surprise every time I arrive,
cause I'm supposed to be dead but somehow I just survive,
chicks be giving me head cause they be loving my style,
homies giving me cred cause who is better than kyle?
I'm sunning these rappers and I am only umpteen,
funny how these people feel me but my flow is unseen,
don't need alot of friends run with only one team,
I be killing all these rappers I aint finnah come clean,
but anyway, spitting heavy ,you just featherweight,
hotter than the peppers the devil ate, but I'm waiting at the heaven gates,
I annotate the story of my life, give me a better fate,
oh wait, saying you nicer than me, no way hose ,
thats bull ,okay, Olay,
cause I am nicer than your idol,
and all my lines is vital,
dont mistake me as your rival,
I see passed you with my eyes closed,
I know they follow where ever I go,
my behavior is mindless now tell me where did my mind go,
vango in the paint like rondo,
kick my feet up like tae bo, getting trees like mangoes,
sleeping on me hallow, with a halo tell me how low can you go,
melting everything around me like a lava in the snow,
it's no problem and you know, still the hottest with the flow,
all my dollars imma blow once I blow up in this bro,
under-rated, hated, but still these dudes play it,
so homie go convey it and put this on your play list ,boy
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