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[Verse 1]
Shouts out to Curtis, I know from Heaven you heard this
Your sample will ensure a hit, and Lord knows we miss you
Moving on up, yeah I’m sure of it
This beat, I’ll murder it so it can be in Heaven with you
Whaaaa? I guess cause I’m a lyrical Manson
So stick up your hands like spiritual dancing
But really have a seat, I ain’t takin’ no chances
I stand for my stanzas, don’t tell me what your stance is
On the road to greatness, traffic at a standstill
While I stand ill, every other rappers songs are going
To the landfill, man still
They’re spittin', taking shots with 33s, now I'm pissed off like Grant Hill
So they say “Steve, pass the mic”
I hate the Lakers but I’m Kobe on the mic
Yeah, hat means I’m hotter than the summer sun

Fly like Ovechkin, my capital is number one

[Hook]
I’m ‘bout to make a song, I’m ‘bout to make a song
I’m ‘bout to make a song that they all wanna get on
I’m ‘bout to make a song, I’m ‘bout to make a song
I’m ‘bout to make a song that they’re trying to get on
I’m ‘bout to make a song, I’m ‘bout to make a song
I’m ‘bout to make a song that they’re dying to get on
‘Cause I’m ‘bout to make a song, I’m ‘bout to make a song
Let me hop on that, No bro, this is a solo

[Verse 2]
I made this beat just so I could kill it
Bass was in its veins but I spilled the liquid spirit
Are you near it? Can you hear it? Do you fear it? Are you scared?
Came ready for fruits of evil, you could say I’m prepared
These bars, I’ll never share, cause then you could look closer
Then notice a way out behind a poster

I look up to Morgan Freeman, he’s the man, yeah I say so
I swear eventually, we’ll kick it in Zihuatanejo
I’m kiddin', I’ll probably recreate it with Play Doh
Lay low, cause they hate I’m the only one on the pay roll
Not used to my pineal gland, my visions are strange
I never thought I’d ever get on Pigeons And Planes
But I spoke to Jon Tanners for a matter of fact
He said he liked my music, and that I’m a talented cat

So if you need the tools to make 'em say, "Ooh kill 'em"
Come get a beat from me and then they may feel it

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