Medusa

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Three-faced snake like you Hades
 Pocket full of bills, drooling like you got rabies
 Just got out a beemer, then I hop in a Mercedes
 I ain't gonna flex, I don't care about the ladies
 Stick to my guns, I can roll on my own
 I don't need to answer nobody, you acting like a drone
 I been working by myself, I mean I live on my own
 I'mma get to the point, blank shot, Al Capone
 I ain't friends with snakes, I'm an executive producer
 Wait for them to talk and then I rock 'em like Medusa
 I'm in the best shape, they called me The Biggest Loser
 Hang on to the girl that you got 'fore you lose her
 (LEN)
 Money problems, they don't matter
 Pockets get a little fatter
 Fed up getting fed a feta cheese, I'm better
 Glad that I can finally make some cheddar
 Take a V for Vendetta, like Hugo Weaving
 I'm weaving and bobbing with reason
 I'm logging my hours like I get paid weekly
 I pose a bigger threat, so they offer me a treaty
 Tryna find peace, through protests and graffiti
 Free Palestine, the best things don't come easy
 I keep it round ya neck, cause y'all nothing but chokers
 Cigarette smokers, feel like I'm talking to a wall
 Street brokers, pan-handlers,
 Adam Sandler for cameras, y'all looking like some amateurs
 (Three-faced) Three-faced snake like you Hades
 Pocket full of bills, drooling like you got rabies
 Just got out a beemer, then I hop in a Mercedes
 I ain't gonna flex, I don't care about the ladies
 Stick to my guns, I can roll on my own
 I don't need to answer nobody, you acting like a drone
 I been working by myself, I mean I live on my own
 I'mma get to the point, blank shot, Al Capone
 I ain't friends with snakes, I'm an executive producer
 Wait for them to talk and then I rock 'em like Medusa
 I'm in the best shape, they called me The Biggest Loser
 Hang on to the girl that you got 'fore you lose her
 Mathematics, I feel like I'm a rap addict
 Adding up the classics I'mma have under my belt
 'Fore I'm done with this rap shit, yes I'm a spastic
 Yes I get asked 'bout the cards that I dealt
 Like I felt, obligated to keep every word enunciated
 Always felt that I was hated, always told I'll never make it
 Now, breaking news, everybody saying I got traded
 All the records I'mma break it, every dollar I'mma take it
 I got a case for the best in the game
 Hard-hitting like the base, when I'm shooting like Dame
 You better get out of my space when I'm taking my aim
 Take a picture of my face, cause I stay in the frame
 Ain't afraid of competition, doing this is just a repetition
 Stocking up my ammunition, like I'm on a mission
 Got 'em lined up, now they sized up
 Hope you ain't the end of your bloodline, cause I'm tired and I'm fired up
 Three-faced snake like you Hades
 Pocket full of bills, drooling like you got rabies
 Just got out a beemer, then I hop in a Mercedes
 I ain't gonna flex, I don't care about the ladies
 Stick to my guns, I can roll on my own
 I don't need to answer nobody, you acting like a drone
 I been working by myself, I mean I live on my own
 I'mma get to the point, blank shot, Al Capone
 I ain't friends with snakes, I'm an executive producer
 Wait for them to talk and then I rock 'em like Medusa
 I'm in the best shape, they called me The Biggest Loser
 Hang on to the girl that you got 'fore you lose her
 

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Duration
02:35
Key
6
Tempo
111 BPM

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