Reckless driving

By Deuce

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He said I couldn’t hop on his beat, who he tryna play?

Talkin' reckless 'bout my music, but he scared to face the fade

You a clown, lil’ boy, you ain’t made for this grind

Say my music trash? Nah, you just scared of my shine

You don’t want me on your track ‘cause I’ll eat you alive

Every bar I spit lethal, man, I’m built to survive

You think you runnin’ things? Nah, I’m takin' your spot

Now I’m comin’ for your neck, better watch what you got!

Say my music suck? Better look in the mirror

Ain’t nobody feelin' you, and I’m makin’ it clearer

Talkin’ down, but you weak, better watch your tone

I’ll drop a single and your whole career gone!

He ain't want me on the beat 'cause he know I’m the bеst

Tryna dodge the smoke, but I’m puttin’ you to rеst

You ain’t a real rapper, boy, you just cappin’ for clout

You ain’t bout that life, and you ain’t got the route

I’m aggressive with it, I don’t care what you say

My flow cutthroat, I’ll put you out in a day

Keep talkin’ like you big, I’ll pull up on sight

You a scared little dude, I’m takin’ your light!

Yeah, you said my music suck, but I’m seein’ who scared

I’m comin’ for the crown, better be prepared

Keep your weak beat, I don’t need no handout

I’ll build my empire, while you stay in the drought!