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Emperor
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Eric Thomas
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"Say it with your chest boy!" Yeah, first, you need to know this ain't no cover Switched up like with you under covers And of all of my- oh sh*t, oh sh*t Seen that fine a** in the gym and it don't go unnoticed You the first girl, I noticed, oofff This isn't a gimmick, slick but you still thinking As this beat's drums kickin', it's the beginning I see you, at church, at ma** with that fine a** And I see through your true colors, like stained gla** Instead of playing f**kin, who'd you smash or pa**? I'm out here f**king all them b*t*hes in the back of the cla** They getting pa**ed so fast, more than you ever could last I love them stretch marks on that booty, so baby don't ask Stay yourself, be yourself I know you want to be held, feel what you haven't felt Shawty I'm around, I'mma be there Where you at? smiling cheek to cheek Saying "damn, Joshys' back" fella The old man said I "thought you say you wanted to be successful" He 'said I do" He said "walk a little further" He came, dropped his head in Held him down Just before my man was about to pa** out He raised him up He said, "I got a question for you?" "When you were underwater what did you want to do?" "When you want to succeed as bad as you want to breathe, then you'll be successful!" Who's hot? hoes turn up Looking for my b*t*h, but she won't turn up Wonder where she is, f**k could she be? Uhh, gotta be a ho, and a sl*t, and a freak I heard a couple of fellas hating but them f**k boys is weak Got your b*t*h on her knees, man, sucks to be me, uh Ain't that what ya'll wanted? Stunting on you, fellas We the same, I ain't f**king with you, fellas No pillow talking, cause stories spread the same Now you window watching, hoping the next won't be the same Just don't be dumb and do this dumb sh*t again Bad, but now she's in my lane Uhh, (Oooff) f**k a diss, you lames and you doubters I'm undoubtedly the hottest If we just being honest Isn't it funny, I'm just getting started Heard guarded, But times tick toking, I know you hear me knocking Hold your applause In a time where the world don't praise God, only broads Who gives a poker face when you jokers showed me your cards? And here's another thought, why don't you grab on these f**king balls hoe What are the odds, young Josh who played soccer on the quad Became a God Sorry my mistake, I'm bipolar, like Ye Think I've been manic maybe, I'm silly, my pen just crazy My mind been pacing lately, and this gun has been off its safety And the world is mine, thoughts streaming like I'm Spotifying Bench press flow, this set mine Shivers in your spine when I let this 9-trigger cry (doo-doot) Yeah, just leave me out of your mentions This makes twice now, I doubled what you expected Yet, these degrees keep perplexing, see? Maybe even too complex for me But is this 'bout skills or if I will fail? 'Cause either f**kin' way, man, all these fellas is less than me Uh, you didn't know I could rap Well, your b*t*h is screaming like "Joshys back", uh
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