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Young artist wit good taste in music.
Yo i'm 16 years old. I have loved hip-hop for about five years now and I love everything about it.
Song Info
Track Files
MP3
MP3 2.9 MB • 128 kbps • 3:09
Lyrics
hook:
If the muthafuckers talkin' smack... "Aim for the head"
If the bitches can't handle tak... "Aim for the head"
Beef, we don't want none of that... "Aim for the head"
If you got envy because I rap... "Aim for the head"
Verse 1:
The people gape when I take a breath and it goes thru the mic/
It's like an escape wit my weight on stage under the light/
My hearts at a race livin' up to my fate, but it's such an excite/
And I educate and correct the mistake of people who can't even write/
my music's epidemic I can sense it, I'm gonna make it to fame/
Are you sick, this ain't fressbe bitch U need balls in this game/
My lyrics are majestic, it's like there magnetic stickin' to ur brain/
I take it to drastic measures wit havoc pressure when it comes to pain/
But don't judge me to quickly, don't act to swiftly, even tho I may not show it/
See enemys, I have plenty, I can be friendly, but I can also be ur opponent/
So don't tempt me, i'm trainin' to be an emcee to take the rap game and own it/
If u ever see me on ur t.v., believe me it's a spirtual moment/
I'll put u in the check so we can all see the affect of a hypocrisy/
Show me respect or u'll be like a bird with no neck if u try mocking me/
Call me a magican I have magic, ready to cause maddness and make history/
And u know it, but can't stand it, it stay's stuck in ur memory/
(hook)
Verse 2:
This comes from a man with frantic branded on his forehead/
Who's made a plan that makes u panic from the lyrics that i've read/
A deadly hand that holds a pen and writes scirpturs that wakes the dead/
How much longer is it gonna take till u wake from those dreams of red?/
U wanna judge the rhymes go ahead I oblige this music for ur eardrums/
The statistics are proven, i'm on edge I'm labled a threat like a gun/
U have the inability of doin' glory, for the whole world see ain't no fun/
For me, i'm lyrically insane and I aim for ur brain, and I still ain't done/
puttin' u in pain, leave u breathless, restless, i'll put u in ur place bitch/
not to mention u can't test this, lyrics are hectic and least to say sick/
ur like the dust in wind and i'm the trust within' that u can't fetch/
it's just me in this life of sin, I bust to win, takin' it to the stretch/
(hook)
