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Act 1

by I.M.E.

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1.
Ay, check the tech, all the rounds i eject As i hound your intellect, and chest cave my respect Lil nigga even steven, been steezin Just started gettin cold, i been freezin Since allergy season, im sneezin When i bust back, no kick back A brotherhood full homosexual clit rap In rare fasion, you never see pussy niggaz in action Just caption, I been on the rise like the smoke on 9-11 He bringin hell hounds bby get the reverend Like you hit with 12 gauge, eyebrow raised, My own original style like a myspace page these niggaz used to coming second Imma tell you right now my jumpshot on stephen My arena you can step in, What you talking bout nigga, by my word of mouth, You get bodied in a bout nigga Middle fingers and death to my critics Shout out to my niggaz ride n out in the civics You still cant figure out why im jiggy I pivot on em, now he like, how did that get me Im tell you how, my man you cant stick me Love to kiss your mane girl well thats where my dick be When i drift with oil slick words im clutch shiftly, swiftly 9 shots 50, ali ali gitchy These niggaz bitch pee Mu fuckaz mad cuz the really cant stand me Im a mu fuckin savage first name randy In your girl pussy like a capanay Imma beat your A first damn b man do you c, why you cant fuck with me My punchlines hit you like a bicuspid When you cant trust who you once trusted Bow down and ill stop the suffering Matter fact, how bout you stop being a sucka den
2.
Focused 02:39
Let the tape play, take record of my mental As i rap and break down sounds thats quite simple Technique with the flow, mechanically it grows Get the money have the green thumb for hoes Yall niggaz yall know The style on the go In a matter of seconds im volitile get the wrekin What you checkin fo Break bread with nigga who share they last crumb Im numb to the simplicity niggaz dumb Who you reachin, A prophet speakin Give your girl the pipe my fault i had her leakin Check your status stop playin with the kid now A lyrical grandmaster watch as i get down I stay focused Im just chillin vibin, realizing I stay wildin, you childish how i feel about it Im more, and more and more focused Im all ears so you thought i wouldnt notice Im just chillin vibin realizing I stay wildin you childish how i feel about it Im more and more and more focused I take aim as you niggaz take notice Verse Who i be, lil nigga got cheese That funky fondue, im bananas x2 Snap jab at your crew Anyone can get it too Steady poppin, well known like sirens No where to run you outta options 2 live, i managed to stay alive But when i do die, My legacy will reign on forever no blue sky Between you and me Freeform dont conform come and lock with me
3.
Hello 02:27
Let the bass knock, let the speakers bang Im straight sonnin you niggaz like im wu tang Come on son, super lyrical Way smaller then big pun Too professional I tell my father i murdered you like confessional Come on dog im the biggest in the junkyard As my dope inhaled is like a wildfire I give your shit a virus like limewire Im the greatest when it come to the mackin Im packen, heat bigger then a full clip expansion These niggaz mad i kill in catastrophic fashion These niggaz fags son Pancreatic cancer ill 1 up on these niggaz mad i had to hit an and 1 These lil niggaz never even held a hand gun I get tired of the liers and the fakers Playgerized style, when being real is safer Let me try and teach you what you gotta know Drop you like a bad habit, fuck you geronimo I am the king in the bitch thats how it go Cooking in the booth man everyone nose Do you smell me, real shit Imma have to put you in a slump or two real quick On a pile of bones im comfortable flesh i spit Gritty dirty, my wordplay on scrabble nigga erky Walk all on your back my nigga Like a fat ass im crack my nigga Whoa wait a minute Imma burn you like syphallis Get this, that bitch on my hit list I decapitated you so i scratch you off my hit list What you wanna talk about Ill have you laying face down in a coffee house Fuck around and get smoked like lil mouse Look imma renegade take a roundhouse to the mouth Word play, joystick the mic Combo the words i say Evedently, im classic like a bently Im the apacolyspe now heaven sent me They get mad when i shit on the crown they cant get me Fuck you niggaz man you aint fuckin with me
4.
How ya, feeling, huh im good Im just ridin, robin hood Give back to the poor, Im catchin allure As you get lured Theres snacks in forest Good herbal decor Good roots in the floor I tell you when i get bored i Ravish a corpse Long face like a horse No time for the whores Get enticed by the smooth soothe sound of my voice Man im just ill, do you hate that Go drink some bleach, inject ajax Turnt up to the max Just state the facts Come through like a fax My girl jazz with the sex no catch Im duece duece loko Pass my four loko Attitude on fuck no Move dude what the fuck bruh Where did my luck go Aw man whats up yo Hook Hello mr nice guy I know its nice to meet me I got a girl named fefe I know shell never leave me Hello mr nice guy I see you in that nice ride When i grow up I wanna be a mr nice guy I like the new car, man you got a new house Married with kids, thats what im talkin bout Man you got your bills paid, on time never late Aww man got damn, a nigga really got it made It aint that simple, yo what you mean, I gotta stay focused, come on dog where the green I dont really give a fuck about those pussy things I just wanna be a nice guy know what i mean Funky Style My funk, is like lives lost in the trunk Heavy bass sounding, like your face gettin pound in I grace the beat with a sound heaven graced me I grab the mic till my joints dicentergrate b see the skill in hd hit you with that diddy take that I go over your head like a wave cap Awww man you know how i do I just ruined your sound, your whole fuckin mood I aint even have to sing Mutha fuck an autotune Imma smash your daughter soon Good afternoon Cool mo d, its cold on the d I get laid back when she blow on the d Tracks i lay it down They hate when im around Imma young lil nigga, wit an old head sound I know it took a while Now free your mind dig the funky style
5.
The Winter 03:09
I did all i could, i gave her the wood A love story happy ending we actually could Have made it past the dark truths If you actually would Have listened to my mind Open mind to my thoughts We let people in, hate trickled in Now we both on the outside looking in I had to take my life, in a new direction I smoke the tree cuz everyone around me in depression This lifes here a blessing, we coulda bore a blessing But i guess we will never see that day Another chick today, but tomorrow fade away In the background unknown possibilities lay Man i sit, i observe Whats the word A young man looking for love Is that obsurd Nah, i just keep concluding Theres coming someone better To winter i write love letters Verse 2: Do you feel it bby I might call you later Spontaneous sex in your apartment elevator I just feeling lowkey, you really digging me Eyes saying enter me Your soul my Symphony Turn the lights down Lets open our minds to where we are in life now Our love will only get better How i know, cuz i wrote winter a love letter
6.
Awww man yo, how you feelin dog My nigga im cool, still walkin through the fog, I dont know where im headed But i get it If i was to see my success i wouldnt go get it I dont mean to stand up and sound like a preacher But if i dont repeat myself itll never reach ya They told me exit stage left Cuz i entered the stage right Im on my kid cudi workin day n nite Man oh man, here i go Rotten flows, eat you flesh Im the best No man can take my glory, this my story Origin in Baltimore, Maryland cant ignore me Verse 2 Bang, back up in this bitch Fuck black magic dont fuck with no witch I see that its the end, so where do i begin I am the one you know who ive been Lemme take you back Im am ronell, dra, emcee Know i am known as I.M.E Never be no one else cuz i am me Savage, dont fuck around im about my cabbge Healthy nigga, aint the richest but i live lavish Cut throat, fuck the pope, piss on yo Sniper scope on all your horoscopes Marvel word play, for the nerday Put the country grammar like eerday I wanna see where you at like a survey Understand Im the mutha fuckin man

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An EP, 1st of many. Depicts my season of Winter.

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released February 3, 2017

Produced By Vanilla.

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