Chris Miles - Till I D.I.E. lyrics

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Chris Miles - Till I D.I.E. lyrics

Tryna get up on these news clips Broke but I'm rocking that new ish Swaggin' out and they cannot doubt I go stupid you know that I lose it man Who is that number one I swear to God it's me tho I go hard on every bar I spit I'm hard to catch like nemo I be flowin like a speedo He go off on every track Bro every rap I do thing And I'm hot like I went to hell and back Spittin hella crack with that crazy rhythm And they be wishing that they had my flow Yea I'm underage and I'm underrated But yo chick wanna elope homie I'm fly as hell like delta But stupid hater you penguin fly Tryna beat me is like A polar bear in a desert Man you can't survive I take any rhyme and make it mine Man any time I make it shine You better pay the price or pay attention Cause I'm blowing up like a landmine This the last time that I'm telling y'all I ain't messing around I'm the king you a peasant homie so better pa** me my crown now Understand and comprehend what I be spitting Man you know I shut it down like grinch on Christmas don't you get it uh [Hook:] Flame spittin man you know that I'mma beast If I was old enough for these party's then I bet I'd be VIP Ha man Try to step me? not in your dreams I swear to god I be doing my thing till the day I d-i-e Yea till I d-i-e Yea till I d-i-e Yea till I d-i-e Yea till I d-i-e Forget the swagger I'm swa*kalicious the chicks will love it The chitter chatter down under me isn't doing nothing Man you know I'm the sickest until it hits ya stomach And gets it rumbling man I don't need a freaking introduction To hop on right back hit em with a syllable the illest on a track Gotta skin vanilla but you know that he ain't whack I'm lyrical veteran with a pen, pad, and pa**ion his rap ish Is blowin up goin up and you know that it ain't stopping soon Try to do what I could do, I dare you to, you ain't nothing dude I'm off that I'm on a new grind they sleeping on me no snooze bruh No uzi but I'm goin off they say who is he well I'm Chris Miles Gotta sick style with a pencil I k** y'all so enjoy That last breath that you take got a magic flow Houdini My replays for petes sake are so big you can't see plays He be that adolescent that got haters beefing like 3 steaks Got the game on lock you a key chain I found yo rap career on e-bay with rebate no debate I deflate these haters brains and get the beat looking like an inmate cuz I got bars all d-ay no secret I just speak it so go jump off the deep end like [Hook]

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