Hip Hop's Soldier

Yeah I'm the best but not the least
Step away cause I'm a beast
I spit the flames unleash the heat
He knows I'm sweat he trick and treat (Yes)
Came about the streets
Where even kids be packing heat (Gats)
Stomping on your cheeks
Yeah you bout to taste the-feet (Defeat)
Inspectah G

I don't dream about no happy after
I could rap faster in each verse like Matt Hatter
Let's skip a chapter and go back to when hip hop
Was a matter
Of pure lyricism before mumble rappers

You ain't messing with, hip hop's soldier
I keep spittin' with these weights on my shoulders
Too much heat on that beat now they can't hold her
We get litty in this bitch yeah I warned ya

Enough of the capping'
I'm drowning the ship I'll go down as the captain
Grab the stick I'll get straight to the clapping
Soon as I cock it bodies start stacking
I am no joker but shots get me laughing
Psychopathic I'll tell you what's happening
Oh no
Call her Mario cuz she gon' smash bro nasty
Bring the camera I'mma come dashing (I'm a Kardashian)
Bitch I've been fly while y'all building a rocket
Find me on mars while you ready to rock it
Pass me that heat I be ready to cock it
You passed me bars I picked it and dropped it

Glad that I came with a full clip
Sad if I clock yo shit, for yo bullshit
Beat that bitch out your soul, I'm Anubis
I'm bumping my shit, and your man is like who this
Inspectah G, inspectah what? Inspectah me
Inspectah G, now raise your muhfuckin' hands up
Get on yo goddamn knees
Bitchout

You ain't messing with, hip hop's soldier
I keep spittin' with these weights on my shoulders
Too much heat on that beat now they can't hold her
We get litty in this bitch yeah I warned ya



Credits
Writer(s): Miloni Chudasama
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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