Loaded
Title | Loaded |
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Artist | Gzeppy |
Album | In the End |
Release Date | 2020-05-11 |
Description | ? |
Lyrics | Gzeppy, illusion, we’re on a new wave Think your shots hit me but you barely grazed Know I can pattern you so you should behave Killer in my lyrics, put you in a grave Nah listen to me And witness me while I rip up the scene Got the hardest flows, rap on different beats Sometimes I get called a rhythm machine Clip is loaded, it’s exploded Was your fave on the last one eh? Now we’re here we are for part 2 yeah it’s not the same Had to switch up the beat, but it’s just as flames I’ll sip on corona while wearing my crown And I’ll turn a man viral if he takes my sound I said I’ve had enough them tryna tear me down Run a man down and cough on them, how we do it now Popping off, but them man still talk on my name I sing and I rap, master all of my trades Now I don’t really care what they all have to say Aim of the game’s get it all and I pray I murder the beat, it’s a homicide Bars lethal, danger personified It’s funny when I’m winning they all wanna ride Yeah them man are all fake but I’m a bona fide lyrical mastermind Start fire with bars just to pass the time Spit any tempo, slow or faster lines Can spit a movie using half my mind Say your bars are ill but I’ve got immunity 2020 vision, I’ve got mad acuity Thanks to my fans for the opportunity Popping off, kill the beat now we need a eulogy Shoot my shot, like a pro My approach, make waves and ride my flow I don’t know why I chose or why I was chosen by God to have my talent It’s vital though I’m living my dream Can do what I want and still make cream Now Gzeppy’s in Giuseppe’s My future is super like Dragon ball Z Beerus bars I’m the GoD Hakai enemies, destroy this beat You won’t forget me, no ce-lo green My money all red, don’t see no green Meaningful tunes, I’ll change your perception Improving my craft till I reach perfection Maybe one day you’ll learn your lesson Cause my lyrical clip don’t make no exceptions My weapon, loading and loaded time for correction Now for you I have one suggestion Go back home and take time for reflection, go ask god for redemption But I won’t be listening See this ting on my wrist and it’s glistening Roll safe in my ends, roll safe with my friends See me winning my game, wanna make amends My Versace black and yellow Wiz Khalifa Shoot my shot long range like it’s FIFA Think I’m below you, sit down I’m your leader Might be 5’5 don’t mean I’m beneath ya Lyrical clip, I shoot with precision Dissecting my bars, got straight incisions Tell me to change lanes, but I don’t listen Cause God-like bars, always been my religion Calm it down on a track that has that flair and attack That I look for on a rap track Speak logical sense like a rattpack That’s that, let’s slow it down, take it back back End of the track, now back on the roads Find it safe to say I put on a show I’ll win every game and continue to grow Part one or part 2, which one? Ay, let me knowYou might also like |