I Did Everything - Snowgoons, Qualm, Darkskinned Assassin

I ain’t never seemed to be with the program

Nineteen had the?

seeds a grown man

I don’t believe I can see the whole plan

I was busy smoking trees, OZ’s, and coke grams

Crews come and go like dudes that fuck hoes

Known to be the sickest like 2's plus 4's

So what the fuck I need a crew full of sluts for?

I’m trying to fuck the world and make the goon and the guts grow

I seen a lot of shit, in fact I’m a see more

Flows so hot I’m like a crack in the sea floor

Deliver it to the speaker like a package of C4

I did it by myself, just imagine a me clone

A long day full of rapping and weed smoke

Can write half my lines if you want half of the green grossed

In perpetuity I’m laughing on speaker phone

I’d rather get a job, fuck rap, you can keep it homes

Please recognise I did everything

Please recognise I did everything

Please recognise I did everything

Me, myself, and I, yes my selfish pride

Please recognise I did everything

Please recognise I did everything

Please recognise I did everything

Me, myself, and I, yes my selfish pride

I’m the man, I don’t give a fuck about a crew

Besides them niggas can’t do what I do

They can’t screw the bitches I screw

Shit, can’t even chew the gum that I chew

Self-made ya son shine so bright can’t find myself shade

And if I can’t find it myself, nobody else could

I’m good so I’m a shine like nobody else would

Don’t need no fans, don’t need no wiz

Don’t need no grand, don’t need no Kwiz

Don’t need no seven OD to handle biz

Don’t need no S.I.C.

or Bloodline

Don’t need no Snowgoons beats to bust rhymes

I’m the type of fella to spit a hella acapella

Smell me?

Yeah, I smell you like your shit don’t stink

And you think it’s all about you, fuck the world

Who can feel you like you?

So kill yourself jack ass, who could kill you like you?

I been witness a change in the scene

I’m not the only one, lonely son

I shine in the underworld on the phony ones

I’ve done everything I could to get where I’m at

Free raps, mad tracks, declining record contracts

But best believe I pay dues but what’s it to you?

I’m just a cat that battle crews act a fool on you too

Stick with Snowgoons, I carry my weight and move through

Move you by way of force homie if I have to

Spit a Rakim

rugged hip hop pissing on fly rims

And your diamonds ain’t worth shit to me

I stay beneath the surface with my middle finger up

Pointing it at the industry

I meant to be the devastation of mankind

Flow from lost souls written in sand scribe

Explode like landmines when I’m rocking the track

It’s Lord Lhus and I carry hip hop on my back

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