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Ladies Night Cypher, Pt. 4 (The Takeover)
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Shabba shabba shabba shabba,
it's ladies night part 4
And we got the sickest femcees in the avenue that you never heard of
Shabba shabba shabba, what do we do?
We kill em!
Y'all can't tell us what we do, we smoke you
This ain't a competition,
we all want you to win son
Do it all after most,
how,
how could I boast,
nah,
how could I?
Gotta love,
hate relationship,
but this city been up and down
Emotions escalated, they pack up and run
You win some, you lose some
Yes I'm too young to understand,
but too wild to quit,
nah
Ay,
cause you know,
mama race,
no hater race,
no faker,
no quitter
That's why I flick a little twang when I speak up,
and my words sharp as a spear
Now,
I'm underground,
my intelligence declines deeper than death
I feel imperceptuous,
fed of flaws,
with traces of myth
Deadly like the dead,
see see,
swallow it with abortion pills
I'm a hybrid of immortals and ancients,
myreschio
Fuzzy,
broke,
a fashion divided by zero,
I'm undefined
I despise it when mathematics is too simplified
I don't floss,
ball is raw,
jug of pores and can of jaws
My soul don't bleed like a woman who seizes menopause
You see I got the rabies,
niggas tryna figure my moves before I make em
I got a dream in a dream,
I'm living my dreams Should probably pray
to God as I'm kneeling down on my knees
Eight female rappers killing verses on the beat,
I fly flows like big streams
Cause I aim for the radios and big screens,
kill a verse when I'm coughing the sixteens
God damn, I'm amazing, untouchable dog
Speeding one,
two,
three,
four,
get rung on top of the MCs
Killing with the right foot jaws,
I'm stalking the mainstreams
Change the game a little bit,
make it stricter than the candy
But never change the boss,
that's a thief with under brandy
The name is Lady T,
see I'm ready to murder these critics They copy the skills,
they aim to conquer the sales kids These boys wanna make my bedrock,
I tell them please feel They never know the
fact my one is stronger than the Flintstones
Cutting the crack to sell,
nurses in door,
S-brews in door,
disallel and defallel I'm a pooper,
callis,
and jangling,
melanin,
xylene,
valizel Mali lamli,
I call a futile source and pellimondo Nylon,
now I'm gas,
bonella,
konga,
nikin,
lebin,
maginis
Names all kidding and I come from the ghetto
They say my hustle to bless is like they're off a
fallen angel These niggas make a lot of noise,
they claim to have raised the level Pshhh,
all they doing is just moving in circles I guess then it's true,
a lot of noise is made by empty vessels I don't
really read the Bible but I short drop holy verses
I know they're reading chapters and verses
And here I am turning all the pages,
nigga,
my name's Ocadian
So push her harder and harder,
like yeah,
my ngatsin' get a bellator One thing I hate,
is that I'm still in the zone,
I'm still in the zone
Cause at the back,
I'm the one who's got the corner,
I'm the one who's got the corner,
I'm the one who's got the corner,
I'm the one who's got the corner,
I'm the one who's got the corner
I was named the star star when I was born,
maybe that's why I'm so star born I keep feeling,
ngatsin',
fancy,
tangbo,
I never lose when it comes to the beat
I'm the beast,
I'm like Kiki with the harva,
killing with the saxes,
I'm the one who makes the progress,
oh yes,
all my ladies independent
Ngatsin', Nginxin, Suka, Nnasin'
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