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Chris Miles 80 Bars Lyrics

Last updated: 12/28/2012 11:26:57 AM

Ive been dreaming bout a deal since the age of13

Im about to get a deal at the age of 13,
The youngest to win this thing,
And I aint stoppin soon
See I was bullied and beat up but now Im kickin my feet up
Yall should believe it, yeah Im headed for the top like NASA
Now everybody call me Jaden Smith,
Runnin the game, hustlin hard
Its nobody get here Im doin my part
You haters should fall back, and let me be me,
Pro symbol yeah thats what Im tryina be
All my verse is handicap cause they cant understand the flow
The kids that used to mess with me suddenly wanna hang and chill
They try to get me by but I leave em hanging like pedestals
Messages getting for you wanting me, like a mistletoe
And I dashed in, new figure blown, man take your best shot without the pistol drawn
I be killin everybody with the rhythme, you wishin that you could sing along
Shout up with the comments you haters, wish to different song
Im fed of these rappers fishy, get tackled like madden
Assassinatin a witness cause tricky know that Im killin
Entertaining my fans and boarder lining enemies
Mentally murder lames, you told me I never make it
See man the second Im done, I just hope that you remember me
Yeah I got detective theres not a survivor left to kill
I be honest, Im about to go, back a couple records within seconds of each other
If these haters leaving, I mean wed better pull up on all these rappers
Im your lyrical superior, the same my rounds is daddy
Empty your stereo, when just turn it up, they aint hearin ya
Paralyzing these pacifists, you can ask em what talent is
Matter of fact, they wont know the answer,
But is it cause Im a mad kid they callin me a star like Patrick
Think fast in fact to attackin maintain the chance of makin it
Cause these days you never know what happens

I be riding through my town boy, and wild rappin
Got the city on my vertebree, never stop for a second
Got these women on my mansions, you be askin for relationships
Aye I dont even in know you girl
Hey just try and take I yo, carjack
No paycheck in my pocket, sorry mom I aint thinking bout the callous
So fly, that prolly flow
Could you compare Wang or Harley Grove
Cuz Im an adolescent, was in Boston flow
Chris Miles a beast and dont you forget it.
Hide my voice? I aint no pothead
I be on that daily grind, til the sun rises I stay here
I got no mercy when I come through on attack
I could just kill in a ribbon, Eminem is getting the venom
Its ever since I ran the source that youd better step back
Kids from my school wanna chill now
At the world war star I got a mill, wow
Its funny, cuz last time I turned around all they ever did was freaking doubt me
Im like a power outage, I shut it down and I said
Okay Lamborghini Mercy, your chick, she so thirsty
I'm in that two-seat Lambo with your girl, she tryna jerk me
Okay Lamborghini Mercy, your chick, she so thirsty
I'm in that two-seat Lambo with your girl, she tryna jerk me

Well, it is a weeping and a moaning and a gnashing of teeth
It is a weeping and a mourning and a gnashing of teeth
It is a - when it comes to my sound which is the champion sound
Believe (believe!)