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2000 Ghost​(​prod​.​by 5ynoT)

from He Who Ascends by Semi Six

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Hundred dollar bills with the stripes like Adidas sweats
You n***** little Indians Im chief exec
Stash bags of green like a weed connect
Live at the barbecue like Zebra Head
Always on the field like Derek Jeter leg
Grilled chicken lettuce tomato sit on the pita bread
Y’all saw me rockin’ dunks it made you wanna be sneaker heads
I keep the bread
To none of you n***** I never need to beg
You n***** ain’t rappers y’all kings of comedy like Steve and Ced
For the fur on my back I waited for some sheep to shed
I’m cold like the time of year the leaves are red
Wire Cartier’s but I don’t speak to feds
Ving Rhaymes in the kitchen cookin' yo momma them seasoned eggs
In my city they treat triggers like pimples because they squeeze at heads
Til they see em dead
Real shit n****

Uh
I’m Witty as Odysseus
I’m like Achilles in the Iliad
N***** idiots
See ya flaws through these Fendi tints you Hideous You penny pinch I grind til my business is the busiest
The jiggiest
Rock buckets with the crizzy stitched
Really drippy shit
Spit illy over gritty flips
Semi grip
Tables ladder and chairs
No Tionne Lisa or Chilli shit
20 clips
Enemies get
For givin' me lip
Italy trips Hennessy sipped
Go back and forth like 50 and Kiss
Fuck your top 50 give me the list
Battle them all to see who really the shit
N****
Semi Six

Uhhhh
Talk is cheap my silence is golden
Heat up the game like climate controllin’ I’m controllin’
Got waves like Posiden the trident I’m holdin’
Excitin’ moments every verse is like Bible quotin’
Been said I was the truth
And not a lie was spoken
Still cold like July in Poland
Vagina soakin’
She nude tryna find her clothin’
Stop the jokin’
I move like a school of fish inside the ocean
Almost 10 years of rappin’
Man we gotta toast it
Still hot like the pot that ya ramen float in
Closed mouths don’t get fed n**** mine was open
Design a opus like designer clothin’
Models posin’ all they faces hard as cobble-stoning
Cock the chrome and topple opponents
Rock Lo that Aeropostale I don’t condone it
Or promote it
The flows I compose then bestow it
You n***** captain save a hoes I’m never heroic
No hesitant motion confident rhetoric chosen
These n***** ain’t my bros these n***** is rodents
Take the stand against the team you gettin’ demoted
Tie bricks around your 4s and thrown in the ocean
Off the boat and the boat don’t require rowin’
Stay fly like a fleet of Boeing’s
Seize the moment eat the bones of the weak opponents
No need for condolence
These are just the dreams of a poet like Jay Z I don’t lease I just own it

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from He Who Ascends, released August 7, 2020

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