Ruby Ibarra - Game Up

submitted by Reyreyreys Tv on 02/18/21 1

MP3 Download: www.mediafire.com/?s797z5wy8h2644f Lyrics: I plot to be the illest, first like Genesis Im not "radioactive," I'm rubidium to chemist kids But no sega, its a saga in my "dream cast" I mean a song with Em & Lupe on a clean track But til then, I'ma keep it me on my path Gotta breathe raps, another "joint" like kneecaps Fuck the hype cuz you hearin' where the beast at "Lines" from this "legend" got you feelin like you read maps Death of your sales, men, (Death of a Salesman), call me Arthur Milla' The substance to your filla', you "feelin' me" like Kella Gorilla of a spitta, still illa' acapella But doper on a beat made by Dilla or RZA Kill a challenge with a battle so don't even think to tempt me You callin' me female rapper dont make you the iller emcee Hence the trickery with words and the labels You thinkin that I can't (a Cane) kill a beat, but I'm able (Abel) Y'all are too simple Can you challenge my mental? All I'm hearin' is this wack and this gimmick shit I know a fake rap when it lacks & I'm hearin' it Step ya game up (step step step it up) Hetong pinaka lyrico, nakahawak mikropono Pinipilit mo, mismo ay pag hinga ko lang, dito, o, narinig mo ang puso na puro gutom at sipag Na may tyaga bastat kita ang panaginip ko diba? Pero yung sabi nila, kaya ko na, Pagnagsalita laban agad Mga tamad, di kailangan lumaban sa akin at di ka tapat Meaning? you useless to the "game" like a joker card Fuck a poker face, I've been raised with a poker heart The lady with the vocal chord, you gaga over doper bars Open season, flows are darts, its more than just a form of art With a missile mission, ain't a mystery, listen Missin' the point if aint emittin' just this mist when im spittin' Dont underestimate fire, make no mistake, I'm goliath Never misprint so annihalate everytime its required Call me Ms. I the messiah, besides, I might spit a riot Word of advice to you prior i rip the beat is you quiet! I'm off another "tangent" - I don't need a co-sign (cosine) The murder that she wrote because I'm potent with the dope lines Level that I spoke mine, I make em check the ink line (incline) I'm on the brink, think I'm gonna have to rip it this time Im not the baddest "bitch," I'd rather be the under"dog" So fuck a blog, I bring the ruckus, I'm the juggernaut Y'all dialogue (die a log), you can "leave," I'm never "fallin off" I start a war, verbal with the force, I'm haulin off a couple bars, got me "spacin out," like underscores And the beat knocks so I'm scrawling walls & even doors The lyrics pour, important that I'm never comin short So I dont talk numbers 'less its scores or metaphor (met a 4) Yo, bring back the skill, the actual mass appeal Instead of half-assed raps thats watered down and distilled A new class of "ill," eat rappers so cold, I (Coli) know I write to "mold" lines, like I told the last time...

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