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The Box (Remix)

 

The Box (Remix)


More bars than the gym you need a membership now
Man I was 9 tryna be like Eminem on 8 mile
I memorized all the lyrics I perfected his style
Now take take a look at where I ended up eventually, wow
See me pulling out the coupe at the lot
Like who's gonna stop me, it's true in Vancouver I'm the dude at the top
Crawled out the sewer and maneuver ya block
Like who getting shot?
Ya bread will turn to toast when the Ruger get hot, ahh
Then I had to put the stick in the box
Dear mama, I had to hit em up I'm feeling like Pac
Homie I been a super villain I'm the penguin to y'all
I walk in and got em shakin like they getting withdrawals
You could say I got the mojo deal
Bulletproof on in the booth
Just so I don't get killed
Man the flow so cold you might go through chills
I'm killin these rappers so just imagine how the protools feels, look
I cause commotion I'm locked and loaded
There's still room for me way up at the top I know it
Theres so much bullshit going on man I cannot condone it
So I keep fucking the game till the condoms broken
I don't know what the fuck y'all thinking
Anybody hating on us must not listen
What the blood clot fucks wrong you tripping
Wipe the dust off, put the clip in
Y'all should probably keep a social distance
Got 'em pissed 'cause my wrists 'bout as cold as Christmas
Y'all are broke as a joke cause you co-depenendant
I built this all by myself I am so relentless
See me blowing up the whole damn seal
Man I gotta keep going cause I got no damn chill
Plus they know what I'm winning so you can hold that L
Man you look like the characters in that Brokeback film
Pretty pause worthy
This shit is a robbery
Weed hairs yellow and purple just like Lebron jersey
Got a new strain and it taste like strawberries
I just came to lay it down like carpentry
You ain't hear me though
A savage I am nothing like you average Joes
I'm in a fire truck of course I can handle the smoke
I cash a check and hit the studio I'm back in the zone
I lay it brick after brick like I'm packaging dope
That's why I had to lose it all to appreciate what I have
Either way I swear this shit's in my DNA when I rap
I can't be replaced, I'll get ya team erased in a flash
I just do this cause I know that I'll be a pain in the ass
Y'all are goof troops sucking dick for YouTube views
Boo hoo, I can't even really tell who's who
Y'all are snakes, every other week you're in a new crew
Shoot six out the window of the whip vroom vroom
Dog you verse me, I can't even believe it
That's bout as likely as 6ix 9ine keeping a secret
Fuck y'all I'm the shit you can read it an weep
Then use your album as a frisbee please don't even release it
I'm tryna go for the gusto bro I'm a nutso
Pull up out front and pull a hole through the front door
See the blood stains on the drapes when you come home
Better wear a mask or inhale all the gun smoke
I'm top tenning 'em
Heart is filled with adrenaline
No I am not Eminem
Still I'm raw with the sentences
But every bar a weapon
I'm carving 'em in ya temple
Then I'm back up on the block going hard as this instrumental
Ahh
Beast mode they've been tryna find me like Nemo
This is real life, there's not a PS3 cheat code
I roll it up and kill a gram like kilos
Fuck a co-sign where I'm from we don't need those
Still im thankful for all that I have
'Cause to be honest I ain't really have a positive past
I gotta give a lot of credit to my Mom and my Dad
'Cause there a big reason why I even got where I am
Could someone please pass me a colostomy bag
'Cause I'm the shit and its obvious y'all are all on your rag
Y'all avoid me, 'cause every single bar was the plague
I'm the Canadian killer I put my heart on the flag mo'fucker

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