Never let hoe-ass niggas climb…

Okay, I’m on the west, but the Midwest, I ain’t new to,
best thing about me like U2, shit that you ain’t
used to, climb at NuLu, I probably knew you,
blue block holds what I’m glued to, watch it like
YouTube, technical wizard - I move voodoo
until I see blood like SooWu, then I hit the
new groove, shining like foil, trouble toil, out in
Royals, a nigga is royalty - call me chicken
Caesar, chilling in the A, but it’s hotter than a
teacup, peeping on a route I’m trying to get my male
C up, the pockets look shallow, but they go a little
deeper, then you can get your feet up, and then you move

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I got the V4 right side of the block, crossing on a
tight drop knee, shit is hard, on my V-
5, if you trying to find the way, double toe-
hook to a long flyaway, plus I got the
12 on the ramp hella stacked - ledges to
compression - the aréte getting slapped, niggas don’t
know about my style around the way, but where I’m from,
nigga, we be on it all day, line up in the hall-
way, for the game I be laying down, they hate it how I’m
breaking all the beta down, so they steady complaining now
because they don’t get it, but when they hit the finish, they say,
“that’s shit kinda tight - I admit it,” that beta going

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All these new rappers out here think they got bars, all these
new climbers out here think they rock hard, but out here
on the west, man - everybody superstars, get you
pulled off the wall for fronting too hard, we out at
Smith Rock climbing to the tip-top, tying up a
slipknot, rhyming over hip-hop beats, I’m rocking
3rd Rock pants, got the curb locked, niggas not
seeing me like they was Matt Murdock, TV is
how my big the vision is…went from apprentice to
having my own apprenticeships, all over the mentorship,
killing with my penmanship, if I’m setting in your gym,
I’m upping the membership, I ain’t even finished this
sentence, black climber with a vengeance, sublime like the
band - wack rhymers pay penance, prime time on
demand, crack timing, I’m addicted, limelight - I’m the
man, and my lines are the sickest, them holds going

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