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[Ché Noir]
Yeah
Look

[Ché Noir]
When I ride, my pistol just float or fly
Controlled by my mind, moves by itself, it's like Poltergeist
Real shit, look
The toughest rappers bitch, but that's no surprise
These niggas get in front of cops and cough up info, it give me COVID vibes
I spit the coldest rhymes, even before my time was known as nice
They been quoting my lines since niggas was rocking fros and spikes
When I was young, I fucked with older guys
He gave me roses, wine
Said he can't see mе with nobody else, I told him close his еyes
I could never stress one dude
Hit the booth, check, one, two
Best rapper alive, shit, I'm better than the dead ones too
Family full of black queens, headwraps and scented oils
Hair is silk press, chocolate complexion, my skin is royal
Fuck all you hating rap critics and blogs
Dick-riding major label niggas in charge
If I ain't in your top five, that shit is blasphemy
Y'all giving crowns to niggas that's scared to rap with me

[Ché Noir]
Come on, man
Man, fuck the rapping
When y'all talking 'bout top fives and niggas who out here doing it, y'all gotta include the ones that got these same niggas scared
And that's us, motherfucker

[7xvethegenius]
When I rap, it feel like followers of Moses when I water split
Unload a clip on every beat I touch, I'm on some Pusha shit or Hova shit
Talking ownership, I be done sold the bitch
I earned this shit
Lets just get that straight, I damn near permed this shit
Huh, they think I wanna battle, let me explain
I battled all my life, now I done settled in being a great
What's sadder is they'd rather go against than go with the grain
They waiting tryna serve, I be like, "And you can keep the change"
Speeding through Toronto, probably blasting Miss Mulatto, I
Recognize you the best of your guys, to me, you probably not
Best alive and this just exercise, I got a lot of opps
Test the guys and you'll get stretched alive and probably molly-whopped
That's the kind of life I pressed aside and then got crucified
Hood was like, "You the best of our kind, you gotta shoot these guys"
I'm inside of my head all the time, how about you decide?
Which way I should address being the best, I'm thinking suit and tie
It's love when the hate's there, genius with the science
Calculate it, perfect timing
For the kill 'cause you defiant
I'd be lyin' if I said I wasn't better than y'all
Pressure makes the perfect weight, the world's a medicine ball
I bet it could carve a scar in your medical card
I'm sicker than all of y'all, make a pic of the bard
I'm pickin' the cards of those you gassin'
The illest and the realest bitches, I ain't askin' (Griselda)

[Armani Caesar]
Told 'em on "Drill a RaMA", I'm like them, but I'm mad different
Showed 'em on THE LIZ they're spitters 'cause they'll be bad bitches (Uh-huh)
They ain't gotta like me, but they gotta respect me
Started late and blew past 'em, Armani Andretti
Y'all don't want no smoke with 'Mani, I'm petty (Uh-uh)
Your nigga like me, you jelly
Come in your house like, "Hey, May," like you Jeffery
Somethin' lit on my arm, that's the two-tone Presi' (Uh-huh)
Holster under the bra, that's the 38 speci' (Boom, boom, boom)
Tired hoes, guess you bitches into S&M (S&M)
Throwin' shots, thinkin' beef gon' keep 'em relevant
I'm with my dogs, furred up, on some Cruella shit (Uh-huh)
On my way to get my spread, no Nutella shit (Where at?)
More than a box of yes and nos, I'ma check a bitch (Uh-huh)
If I ever felt a way, please know I'ma tell a bitch (Facts)
Don't approach me with no shit I can't get wealthy with (Uh-uh)
I'm offshore with exotic fish and pelicans, Caese' (Woo)

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