Nasty (Freestyle)

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I'm nasty, that's N-A-S-T-Y
Gimme a beat, pad and pen, and you'll see why
From the home of the brave, Hawks, Falcons, I'm too fly
Say I got the word, nouns and verbs, book of Eli
My sword is my pen, went from he tried to thee guy
Abracadabra, butterfly in the blink of an eye
Never needed luck, the universe is on my side
Smooth with my words, Maya Angelou, and I rise
From nowhere, to being number one in yo top five
Dead or alive, young and old say I'm too nice
You playing with yo life, I'll take yo mic and steal yo light
Pacman on a beat, in sixteen you get ate twice
Could've been a preacher, could've been a teacher
Making art, painting pictures with my words Mona Lisa
When it come to rhyme scheming, no competing, I'm elitist

You know growing up listening to music,
I used to say I love their voice, their words, lyrics,
the meaning in their songs.
And now it's dope when people say that about me! I am the GREATEST!

When it comes to these rhymes
I'm a brute, I'm a beast, I'm a monster
I'm a big boy with big toys, like Tonka
Say my name, say my name like Candy Man I'm poppin
To these women, I'm a sweet treat, call me Willy Wonka
Got the finest felines slobbin on my Gobstopper
Let the hair grow, natural like a Rasta
No snakes, no fakes, no impostors
Had a dream team in mind, so I built a roster
Made impossible, possible, my reach is colossal
They say my flow sick, no doctor, soulful words, got gospel
I'm the coolest and the hottest
Didn't lift a finger, yet I took off like a rocket
Got the rap game sewed up, eight ball corner pocket
Music droppin, I'm poppin, legendary, no halting
My future, it was written, winning's the only option
I believe in destiny, so nothing's ever ever ever stopping, me



Credits
Writer(s): Philip Mincey
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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