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Aldrich B Mercado - 48 Freestyle Lyrics

It’s me and it’s Slim
Tymeless, we Gone With the Wind
Rolling again
Born to be kings
All praise to God, say it Amen
The seconds we spend
Creating a gem
Mind under pressure, the time that it measured
To make us this treasure
Was 2 times 24
Break through the door
Announcing my presence, never met me before

I’m a big dog
A gift to this game, never getting ripped off
Wrap game stay clean, but I’ll never get washed
My mind stays on, never turn the switch off
Let me get a ugh, word to Rick Ross
Going ape- you can call me King Kong
Or better yet Godzilla
I’m spazzing, I’m out of my era - Jurassic, a classical killa
A lyrical homicide
I’m feeling energized
Lyrical exercise
Lyrical mastermind
Lyrical magic, I’m wreaking some havoc
Half the time I only have half a mind
Pushing the limits, dawg I’m never satisfied
Let’s switch gears, takeoff into rapid rhymes
Light it up, pour the gasoline
Get it? Light it up, no one’s a match for me
I’m running on this beat like I’m running from the feds
Drilling in the rhythm cuz I’m gunning for your heads
Stomping, I been chomping at the bit
Eager as a beaver, got me twitching itching sitting pretty on the edge
Of my seat
Loaded with the heat, bullets when I speak, no limit to my ammo, I been pumping out the led
Follow the leader, from doubts to believers, I’m preaching like Jesus, with Words that I’ve spread

You’re jamming and nodding, I’m jamming your brains, now they’re all jelly I’m getting this bread
Throw in some PB, that’s personal best
I bring that consistent in every breath
RIP to Harambe, girls showing their breasts
Still going Gorillas I’m pounding my chest
Claiming the top, I won’t take nothing less
Got it on Loch, last name could be ness

Still going beast mode
Part of my ethos
MJ free throw
Doin it with my eyes closed, I don’t ever sleep though
Don’t mean I never dream, instead of laying in my bed
I go live it with my people

Their dreams and my dreams, turn it to reality
Only thing to hold us down, ourselves and gravity
Keep the right energy, charging up the battery
No ending up Othello, never ending in a tragedy
Making my Williams, I’m Billy the Goat
Wait Billy the Kid
No one can touch me, I’m filling my boat
Til it runneth over and spill on my bib
Til I’ve got enough to provide for my own
Unlimited data on every phone
Cars and the clothes and a four level home
Putting my mama on top of a throne