Other Shit
What's that
Whose this
No way
It's TCP
Said run and tell your friends that TCP be on that other shit
Up in his element
Spitting this elegance
Now don't you know that i'm the beast
With razor teeth i'm tearing it
Digging a grave to bury it
Snatching the crown ill carry it
Now who that
That homie so fly
Spitting so sick make a grown man cry
I take all of the cred
Along with the checks and all the respect
Ha
Coming right at your neck
The taste of that excellence off of my breath
Your talking that arrogance come to your residence
Popping off venomous fumes I inject
Woah
We gone get it
Fuck that best bet we win it
On top never stop no finish
I'm Popeye sipping on that spinach
Boy just listen I don't really wanna play
A king don't sleep when he's tryna get paid
You hear what I say get the fuck out the way
Fore I run in yelling hands down open that case to the crown now
Put it on my head with a big smile no frown
Cause i'm about to put 6 rounds in your mouth now
Cause I earned this shit from the ground up
Ima take this bitch no matter what
Said i'm mad enough to splatter blood
Your calling on ruth to batter up
Your fucking with me well I think you should know
You'll get folded like doe and then vanish like smoke
Woah
Now there he go
Talking all that shit like he run the show
Just a big bad wolf knocking on the door
Breaking in when nobody home
Stealing your hope that you'll ever be the greatest
Copy my style just to tryna get famous
Boy just face it you won't ever be hot
Be the last mic dropped cause you might as well stop
Oh god
Cause i'm spitting all of the real shit
Give you something to feel bitch
My words be weapons to kill with
My words be weapons to kill with
Cause i'm spitting all of the real shit
Give you something to feel bitch
My words be weapons to kill with
My words be weapons to kill
Said run and tell your friends that TCP be on that other shit
Up in his element
Spitting this elegance
Now don't you know that i'm the beast
With razor teeth i'm tearing it
Digging a grave to bury it
Snatching the crown ill carry it
Now who that
That homie so dope
Spitting so sick make your whole crew choke
Woah
Please pardon my fade
Been whipping the system i'm skirting away
Aye
Cause i'm done with the crap
Done with the bullshit boy miss me with that
I'm tried of people just tryin to act
There isn't a problem with killing my craft
Sad
And a homie got mad
I cant understand this path that we've led
This trash that we fed to all of our heads
Yet vision are vivid and now its a choice
You see TCP don't like all the noise
Of the fucking drug addicts tryna talk to these boys
Teach em pop these pills tell em guns are toys
Teach them fuck these girls but don't hear their voice
And i'm fucking annoyed
You mumble your jumbo the times that you talk
You seem like your eating or sucking a cock
Or maybe its double by both of your uncles
I'm tired of puzzles i'm tired of games
TCP ruthless there's ice in his veins
He spitting them flames with words that he say
They forming a phrase emitting the rays
As hot as the sun
Oh fuck Now what have I begun
Said i'm going insane everyday
And I cant see straight cause my mind turned
Welcome to the class where the real Gs learn
Welcome to the class where the real beats burn
Said welcome to the facts no need to concern yourself
No help is needed
Any challenger is about to be defeated
Find ya in finder then shift command delete it
I beat this beat I Mohammed Ali-ed it
What I say I mean it
That is the truth
Call me B rabbit when I hop in the booth
Rappers gone rap and shooters gone shoot
Them facts gone stack and fans gone salute
Boy you do you and Ill do me
Living this life as a fucking king
I'm up in my element spitting elegance
Like a god damn mother fucking G
Oh jeez
Ha
Whose this
No way
It's TCP
Said run and tell your friends that TCP be on that other shit
Up in his element
Spitting this elegance
Now don't you know that i'm the beast
With razor teeth i'm tearing it
Digging a grave to bury it
Snatching the crown ill carry it
Now who that
That homie so fly
Spitting so sick make a grown man cry
I take all of the cred
Along with the checks and all the respect
Ha
Coming right at your neck
The taste of that excellence off of my breath
Your talking that arrogance come to your residence
Popping off venomous fumes I inject
Woah
We gone get it
Fuck that best bet we win it
On top never stop no finish
I'm Popeye sipping on that spinach
Boy just listen I don't really wanna play
A king don't sleep when he's tryna get paid
You hear what I say get the fuck out the way
Fore I run in yelling hands down open that case to the crown now
Put it on my head with a big smile no frown
Cause i'm about to put 6 rounds in your mouth now
Cause I earned this shit from the ground up
Ima take this bitch no matter what
Said i'm mad enough to splatter blood
Your calling on ruth to batter up
Your fucking with me well I think you should know
You'll get folded like doe and then vanish like smoke
Woah
Now there he go
Talking all that shit like he run the show
Just a big bad wolf knocking on the door
Breaking in when nobody home
Stealing your hope that you'll ever be the greatest
Copy my style just to tryna get famous
Boy just face it you won't ever be hot
Be the last mic dropped cause you might as well stop
Oh god
Cause i'm spitting all of the real shit
Give you something to feel bitch
My words be weapons to kill with
My words be weapons to kill with
Cause i'm spitting all of the real shit
Give you something to feel bitch
My words be weapons to kill with
My words be weapons to kill
Said run and tell your friends that TCP be on that other shit
Up in his element
Spitting this elegance
Now don't you know that i'm the beast
With razor teeth i'm tearing it
Digging a grave to bury it
Snatching the crown ill carry it
Now who that
That homie so dope
Spitting so sick make your whole crew choke
Woah
Please pardon my fade
Been whipping the system i'm skirting away
Aye
Cause i'm done with the crap
Done with the bullshit boy miss me with that
I'm tried of people just tryin to act
There isn't a problem with killing my craft
Sad
And a homie got mad
I cant understand this path that we've led
This trash that we fed to all of our heads
Yet vision are vivid and now its a choice
You see TCP don't like all the noise
Of the fucking drug addicts tryna talk to these boys
Teach em pop these pills tell em guns are toys
Teach them fuck these girls but don't hear their voice
And i'm fucking annoyed
You mumble your jumbo the times that you talk
You seem like your eating or sucking a cock
Or maybe its double by both of your uncles
I'm tired of puzzles i'm tired of games
TCP ruthless there's ice in his veins
He spitting them flames with words that he say
They forming a phrase emitting the rays
As hot as the sun
Oh fuck Now what have I begun
Said i'm going insane everyday
And I cant see straight cause my mind turned
Welcome to the class where the real Gs learn
Welcome to the class where the real beats burn
Said welcome to the facts no need to concern yourself
No help is needed
Any challenger is about to be defeated
Find ya in finder then shift command delete it
I beat this beat I Mohammed Ali-ed it
What I say I mean it
That is the truth
Call me B rabbit when I hop in the booth
Rappers gone rap and shooters gone shoot
Them facts gone stack and fans gone salute
Boy you do you and Ill do me
Living this life as a fucking king
I'm up in my element spitting elegance
Like a god damn mother fucking G
Oh jeez
Ha
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