Hunter - Backseat Freestyle lyrics

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Hunter - Backseat Freestyle lyrics

It's going down like a dude in 50 Shades of Grey Shuffled in a deck of Jokers, I'm the Ace of Spades My skull contains a brain that's sharper than a razor blade I spit it super, man (Superman), I'm here to save the day I paved my way and sprayed the flames so I can make my name Yo, I'm off the chain just like an emancipated slave Always dropping hits, leaving holes in the floorboard Watch me put my Vans on and simply walk into Mordor It's indubitable, the fact that I blow minds I'm you, but bigger and faster, iPhone 5 My oh my, that's what the fans are yelling When my vocal chords and tongue get orders from my cerebellum To create my raps fancy, but that's chancy Lyrical steam roller, turn haters to Flat Stanley Hit'cha with the dope flow, then you'll get ocho Even Hellen Keller saw that I'm muy talentoso An Avatar, but I'm missing Appa and Momo Reppin' Viera from Florida down to Johto I'm Ho-Oh flying high above you dodos I slay (sleigh) tracks like Santa on railroads, bro It's the creative caucasian crushing it constantly Dismembering any instrumental's my policy So follow me, every rhyme I write increases in quality Always spitting it dope, I'm studied in pharmacology A dramamine junkie, rapping 'till my lungs bleed All across the web like the toes in a duck's feet Touch me? Impossible, your girl wants me in it So I rolled over like AT&T minutes 3 digits that I'll carry on my back in war Raw and foul, putting dogs down, Marcus Lattimore My paper's stone, I etch my verses with a magic sword And leave all my haters melted like dishwashing a plastic fork I'm rapping more than Santa's elves could even hope to bare Word to Roger, I'm white as albino polar bears I'll place my team at the top and I plan to hold it there Until in every area my sound waves roam the air Hot as a solar flare, my flow is rare, so watch me Make it cause I'm more hungry for the top than a starving zombie Smart as Ghandi, Rhyming for a few cheers I'll never drop the ball, not even on New Year's I'm vanquishing various villains with the vocab Same as rubbing flint when pencil meets notepad Oh snap, call me Raven Simon In my all visions I can see I'll be taking the throne

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