Middle Of September

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Yeah, Don't talk back bitch, I'm a real ass nigga
 You gone get clapped bitch
 I ain't trappin', I'm just rappin', but I'm still selling dope
 I ain't gangin but if you banging, Rank Zero Killing folks
 Niggas think they raw, they getting cooked for dinner
 You wanna hear my story, here's my story
 I'm a winner
 If you think you on par, I'mma hit you with the simmer
 I'm cooking in the kitchen, since the middle of september
 I backflip tracks, acrobatic with the ember
 Got high level shit, like a nine month render
 If you really wanna go, I'm firebending off the timber
 Let that blunt smoke choke, while I hit you with the cinder
 Like blaow!
 Yeah, Don't talk back bitch, I'm a real ass nigga
 You gone get clapped bitch
 I ain't trappin', I'm just rappin', but I'm still selling dope
 I ain't gangin but if you banging, Rank Zero Killing folks
 .38 on my hip, got the rifle with the scope
 Yeah, extendo clip, with the grip, kill a bloke
 Imma shoot five shots, two ripping through a throat
 The rest is cracking eggs, spill some brains
 Like some yolk, we killing folks
 Niggas think they raw, they getting cooked for dinner
 You wanna hear my story, here's my story
 I'm a killer
 I kidnap rappers, put 'em in the dirt
 Chief Keef banging big shots, Lil Durk
 Make a nigga hurt, lady death tryna' flirt
 All these half passed niggas, half assin' they work
 I shoot 'em at an angle, when they down then I murk
 Then my team pop up like my names Captain Kirk, yeah
 Yeah
 Yeah
 Yeah
 Yeah
 Get it, get it
 Get it, get it
 Yeah yeah yeah,
 Ahh, ahh wait wait, yeah
 Niggas think they raw
 Niggas think they raw
 Niggas think they raw
 Niggas think they raw
 Hahahahahaha
 I swear these niggas think they raw
 I swear these niggas think they raw
 I swear these niggas think they raw
 I swear these niggas think they raw
 Hahahahahaha
 Niggas think they raw, they getting cooked for dinner
 You wanna hear my story, here's my story
 I'm a winner
 If you think you on par, I'mma hit you with the simmer
 I'm cooking in the kitchen, since the middle of september
 I backflip tracks, acrobatic with the ember
 Got high level shit, like a nine month render
 If you really wanna go, I'm firebending off the timber
 Let that blunt smoke choke, while I hit you with the cinder
 Like blaow!
 

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Duration
02:55
Key
1
Tempo
156 BPM

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