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Metal - Instrumental by Mors

Metal in my grip
Sure as shit
You don't want it tho
Lifted off the hip i hit em with a real flow

Switch it up a bit
Never quit- never met a nemesis
Fresh as this whit
I'm going in- never going to stop

Lock, pop, drop
All it took was one shot
Off an opp he got boxed
Mother fucking HipHop

Really gritty is my city so so silly
Just might kill me
Who riding with me
Right about on time I know you fucking hear me

Thinking clearly oh sincerely
I apologize
Looking in the devil's eyes
I'm cooking rhymes till my demise

Metal in my grip
Words all up in my mind
Like some birds I let em fly
Like who am I, who decides

Filthy on every beat
Put my feet up like i own this theatre
Bring the heat more than bittersweet
I see ya in my rear mirror

Bout that shit that was last year
My past smears over last fears
Max blast my rap clears
gazellemon
Written by gazellemon (Bradley J)
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