J. Cardim - 1000 Bars Pt. 2 (Remember The Titans) lyrics

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J. Cardim - 1000 Bars Pt. 2 (Remember The Titans) lyrics

You are now witnessing greatness being black balled But now I call the shots and I am aiming at the black ball Rap too raw for these labels to endorse or sign Ain't that fowl like how them crackers deported Shyne? Flawless lines, been on my grind all this time, I'm Revolutionary, still big in my pork and swine Now you missed every shot you took...reload Who's the best rapper from the Brook? Nino I don't really care what makes you tear...emo A lot of you are dressin' really weird...Cee-Lo Plenty start cryin' when they fail...we know Then they go and blame it on they deal...Siegel For every track I be on a rapper jackin' my steelo He won't rap for me yo cause I will damage his ego My rhyme tortures you could use it in your luau I'm stressed cause all these dudes pop is basuda Whosa, who hotter? You lied I'm wearin' a black turtleneck in July With warmers on my ears, fam I'm burnin' over here Go bump some other rappers if you want some colder air Commercial radio, they got some polar bears Me? I'm somethin' like a solar flare explodin' through the ozone layer The great Latin hope is here, focused yeah I got this wrapped like mommies old school sofa chair This mic I tear, you haters fight what you fear You know I'm ill like that kid in school with lice on his hair (ewwwww) You wanna know how it feels to clash with a spic Rock a white tee, slash your wrist and try hangin' with Crips And walk through Washington Heights screamin' "Latin's ain't sh**!" Or do the Junior Seau and drive your a** off a cliff Who's the most underrated, hated most and justifiably so With lines you can quote for days and stay amazin' feel each line that I wrote Co-signed by the G.O.A.T., G. Rap and Rakim knows that I Ain't No Joke Don't tryin' to boast I might not be your cup of tea but you can't deny that I dope I'm a signed n***a, nope Who cares shoot flares, ain't firin' for peace Fryin' these beats cause I am a beast I split you like Joe and Samaya Reece Try and critique but could you write this fire then ride to the beat? I'll leave a hater with some wire cheeks So he can't lie through his teeth I will leak through your entire weak Cheap lazy rosta, I am a monster that you made Don't hate what you created partner Save me doctor I'm goin' crazy like a dude who raised a toddler Only to find out he ain't the father Save the drama for the Oscars Son this ain't no saga My thang go blaka But we could use our hands this ain't no soccer Ain't one that I won't maim proper Name one, I will drop him Hit him harder than a drum bang from Boka Like boom shakalaka I'm possessed speakin' tongues Shalalala mess kasama I will stop when they catch Osama Good luck Plus got the rep to d**h persona With pens cause I'mma Mix with some suicide Islamics Plottin' to Flex, don't bomb 'em

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