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Boosting trough the allys of my city like I'm batman

Black whip, mission: turning people into rapfans

"I don't ever F with any haters I just clap them,"

"Kick 'em to the side like a can-can"

Woah. Flows from another dimension

"Yeah?"

Never show love with my left hand

"I eat 'em up they line up like I'm Pacman"

"You're a client, I got access to the backend"

Only for the record y’all ain’t even on the stat-scan

"Understand that trying to battle is a dead end"

Told me that she had it now she in it for a lapdance

I don't gotta breakdance to make her head spin

I got 'em in a panic verbal acrobatic,

Wonder how I manage egos shattered in a trashcan

"I spit it automatic every drop a classic,"

"Turn 'em into addicts with no pressure like a handfan, ooh!"

Wanna start attacking?

"You are finna get embarrassed,"

"I don't think about the writ it's just I tend to go bananas,"

"Let it sink in like Atlantis, leave 'em redder than a radish,"

Go Houdini make 'em vanish!

"Like a tech trend?"

Yeah.

Skill is infinite I never been timid I never been innocent nah

"Hitting their limit they wanna do business but they don't listen and that's where they're flawed"

Flipping the script - "yeah I'm getting it wha" - Drop a few bars, make 'em open their bra

"Meanwhile these dudes try to loot for the coochies I spook 'em like boo got 'em droppin' their jaw"

Boosting

B-B-B-Boosting

B-B-B-Boosting

B-B-B-Boosting

Uh! Finished the warm-up,

Now I'm here to leave 'em with sore guts,

Wrote a hundred verses with the doors shut,

Y'all poured up, while I recorded some more stuff,

Y'all Tik-Tok rappers but I don't do short cuts

And I don't do beef but I'd cook 'em if I had to

I may turn 'em to pork chop, while I'm lighting a torch up!

Yeah, I keep supplying the heat, I bring the fire into all of the storefronts!

I don't gotta proove it but I do it for the hell of it,

No battles I don't want to make you have to see a therapist,

I'm hella lit, but anyways, the meta is irrelevant,

Don't mention it, I get it you are trying to be an analyst,

But effectively that is not where the people that are

Getting it are headed at and that is where the deficit is,

Better let me put 'em in the sediment, I'm not another rapper,

I'm a rap delegate, gather the data, come with eloquence,

Ellegance and excellence, the others are too delicate,

I've tried to treat 'em better but these rhymes are just happening

When I'm in my element, I get a little passionate

Don't hit me with a raft, when I'm sitting in a battleship, damn!

"Elisa doesn't let 'em get ahead of it"

I'm glad of it, I had another ace now they exited

"We boosting trough the city like executives"

Force 'em into bettering, turn enemies to pacifists

"Sound a little devilish"

Bet, but it's all just for their benefit, I get 'em inspired, I only do it for the art!

"Okay. Yeah I think they're getting it. (Boosting)"

Skill is infinite I never been timid I never been innocent nah

"Hitting their limit they wanna do business but they don't listen and that's where they're flawed"

Flipping the script - "yeah I'm getting it wha" - Drop a few bars, make 'em open their bra

"Meanwhile these dudes try to loot for the coochies I spook 'em like boo got 'em droppin' their jaw"

I improve on myself till the mission complete

Whatever you believe is not getting to me

Kill it on a beat, that's the language I speak

Better leave if you're sweating soon as I crank up the heat

"Tell 'em, tell 'em!"

Look, I don't deal with energy thiefs,

I'm only here to get impeccable at venomous speech,

I make enemies flee and tremble when I send in the fleet,

I been sharpening my skills to get the masters degree,

And the presidents suite, I'm boosting over regular speed,

It's a catastrophy for my enemies family trees,

They wanna hang on the streets? I wanna hang with the 1337!

I exceed their capacity, give 'em memory leaks

Every flaw I combatted added a lesson to keep

To make a diam' shine takes a lot of pressure and heat

Analyze my mind, they can't fathom the reach

I built a castle for my people while they battled for tweets

I'm not here for the beef I just fracture the beats,

Left my fears in the past and detached from the weak

You could mimic the form,

"but never capture the key"

I don’t deal with the norm, I just mastered the piece.

"My haters send in a leave",

Oh now you flexing on me

I got 'em staring perplexed, some are forgetting to breathe

I've been working on my punches like Muhammed Ali

Now I got a hand on the wheel, you get a passenger seat!

Boosting! We scooting trough the city like "Woo!"

Boosting! Black whip, no sweat, no sweat

Boosting! Boosting like we're boosting!

Ha! ... Bu Bu Bu Bu!

Boosting!

Boosting!

Boosting!

Boosting!

Boosting trough the night yaa!

Scooting trough my city like Batman

Finished the warm-up!

Flows from another dimension

Skill is infinite I never been timid I never been innocent nah

"Hitting their limit they wanna do business but they don't listen and that's where they're flawed"

Flipping the script - "yeah I'm getting it wha" - Drop a few bars, make 'em open their bra

"Meanwhile these dudes try to loot for the coochies I spook 'em like boo got 'em droppin' their jaw"

"Boosting trough the night yaaa!"

"Speeding with the nighttime..."

"Said you wanna rush?"