No Hesitation (feat. Styles P)

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Gotta make my moves I don't hesitate
 Foreclosing move on your real estate
 Burnt trash I incinerate, pen dancing
 Sliding over ice like it was laced with figure skates
 Urban legend toss a rhyme like lettuce dressing
 Make an impression, give fresh no second guessing
 I'm visible, original like Michael conception
 My perception, only prescribed by permission
 Chemical, I write novels like Charles Dickens
 The plot thickens while you caught sleeping
 Instrumentals move the crowd when I'm not speaking
 Hesitate, make a mistake, I start creeping
 From out the woody where we smack you out your hoody shirt
 While you sing like LeVert, my fingernails dirt
 It represents me
 Don't never hesitate, next up to demonstrate
 How I took the featherweight title to the heavyweights
 Tougher than the leather I would carry on my vinyl crates
 Rough around the edges mother fucker I ain't trying to race
 Trying to get my mind straight to lace another banger
 So I ain't constantly relying on these strangers
 Trying to get my pace off one off before my anger
 Danger, two shots, one up in the chamber
 I never hesitate to write it like my resume
 First words come to my brain I keep I set it scrape
 I said its fake, i said its bait
 I said I laid the worm on the hook and set a fucking stake
 My center space is my center of crime
 Im descended from a list of those who center they mind
 And setting up a sentence and sighting my prime
 So every line is aged but ain't a sign of the times
 Step
 Can't hesitate, hash help me levitate
 Kush help me meditate, trying to get my cheddar straight
 Ahead of my time therefore I'm never late
 Can never be, got that prime megatron pedigree
 On the high echelon could never get next to me
 On the move got legs like a centipede
 You can meet me at the table like the Genevese
 Real boss nigga all will remember me
 Alchemist and Evidence, this is evident
 When Ghost there them niggas roll thicker than the president
 Make a move nigga why you being hesitant
 You can die off the work that devil does
 If you G'd up get up on my level blood
 If you hardcore get up on my rebel cuz
 Pop him in the head like whatever what
 He's a has been mother fucker or he never was
 

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Duration
02:57
Key
6
Tempo
83 BPM

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