Le Ze Faire

Tortured
Pro 14 aborted
For a pro
Not for teams
He's awarded
Creativity, i gotta move forward
For the possibility of opening doors and
For the visibility
No 1 3 scheme or 2 4, nothin new movin cross the board
Do with ease jus too bored
No need for old school
No run DMC
For me to run thee mc
Cuz the abuncincy doubted ed from Peachtree
You'd see i made one if u played made one
Insecurity
Maybe ppl round ur circle don't hold maturity
Pull out of the absurdity
But choose to add a soul than ab soul when you don wan face adversity
I know it hurts to see the subversity of them becomin ur adversary
Submerge yourself in a betting game or merge into the secondary lane
Need personal stories for growth
That's my oath

Most definitely define myself the young Yassin bey
Hung gun bars up
Even then I'm rung in a feature n bars be bar none
888
I parade into stardom
Don need no aid
My wings need space, so get outta my mothafucking place
No queen i need to be the ace
Heard blank face n heart turned spade
Heard jadakiss's verse
Got on that Tupac shit
Without my Jada kiss
Willing to whip out the smith
Get to rock like bricks
Yuh
2 back was glued to Brooklyn lyricists n boondocks
Music boomed n future slick ricks n DOOMS were slim pick
White boy too, didn't wan be slim
More like a schoolboy Q
After roots i hit my second stride with Blues news to Ides
Old v new is the line i divide
Clue into how i ride thru different times
Rhyme like Tunchi slime



Credits
Writer(s): Edmund Schroeder
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