The Beginning

It's the beginning, begin to sin and, start winning
Get women get millions
Buildings under me civilians
The villain chills in pavilions
It's the beginning, begin to sin and, start winning
Get women get millions
Buildings under me civilians
The villain chills in pavilions
It's the beginning, begin to sin and, start winning
Get women get millions
Buildings under me civilians
The villain chills in pavilions
It's the beginning, begin to sin and, start winning
Get women get millions
Buildings under me civilians
The villain chills in pavilions

Nine millimeter, filled with liters of leader abilities
It's just me popping needles of LSD
You can see me with either, a fly bitch with a visa
Or a bottle of lean, yeah, it got me feeling like Pisa
She got me feeling amazing
And when she kneel she ain't praying
You know, you feel what I'm saying
This the beginning, you know
This something greater than H.O.V
Did I stutter, or not
I'm in my lane while you slow, get your mother red hot
Get her saying, oh no
I got you saying, oh
When I'm laying this dope, got you fiending for more
I got you giving me dough, just to hear something more
Got you beginning to listen, got you beginning to glisten
Cus this a spiritual, lyrical miracle, this ain't satirical
The stereo's tearing up, imperial power
Man you can hear this for hours, man I can tear this whole crowd up
Willingly I'm winning, but this is just the beginning

It's the beginning, begin to sin and, start winning
Get women get millions
Buildings under me civilians
The villain chills in pavilions
It's the beginning, begin to sin and, start winning
Get women get millions
Buildings under me civilians
The villain chills in pavilions
It's the beginning, begin to sin and, start winning
Get women get millions
Buildings under me civilians
The villain chills in pavilions
It's the beginning, begin to sin and, start winning
Get women get millions
Buildings under me civilians
The villain chills in pavilions

It's six million ways to die, only one way to live
You're lying bout what you do, but i did what you say you did
Low Res is for the children, even though I favor Trix
I'll get to you quickly, as if I'm fucking playing Knicks
Laying this out like a genesis, eat my asparagus, now, like a terrorist, pow
Pioneer styles, I'm a cowards nightmare
I'ma lie on my couch, you'll lie on grave
Killing this track, with a a little bit of Jack
With a little bit of gin and then it's back sinning
Winning, feeling this all in your kin, I ain't akin to anyone that claim I am
That say I am getting paid like a slave, anyway
I'm a master to the track, don't need to master, I'll attack
If this is after, then I'm back, I'll never catch a fucking breath
You need to catch up, out of breath
You need to fact check
I am great, get the facts up to you straight, I'm a legend, iron face (RIP)



Credits
Writer(s): Halvard Johansen
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