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I grab the mic and represent my people.
VERSE ONE
I went from beatboxing and rapping in school, thought i was acting a fool, i was never that cool i was, in a couple of crews or 2 , i never like it , the open mic i was invited , city to city to battle they never paid the travel, did what i had to , to build my reputation, you win some you lose some thats how you improve son, not up for the challenge its best that you do one, these killer sounds be killing the crowd, motherfucks im viral and i dont mean on the internet, i mean im sick as fuck my beatbox will injure necks, been in this for a decade, im respected, taking notice of these fake ass promoters, who owe me cash money, no thats not funny , no hesitation, everytime i hesitate someone else takes my placement, time to erase them
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VERSE TWO
Back in the days scribble wu tang on my note book, damn they were so good, white kids disliked this, at that time i was micless but going on the right path back of the class beatboxing for a laugh, now im a veteran better than all of them no manager or agent but still managed to make it , i grab the mic and represent my people, the crown on my head is to show that we equal, you cant fuck with the nicest, beatbox battle, taking heads like im ISIS, dont give a fuck if your friends dont like this, its now or never so i got my act together, missed opportunities due to insecurities, i regret it the chances that i let slip, these last 2 bars will floor your arse my flow is hard, music and me will never grow apart!
credits
from
Superstar Sardar EP,
released March 8, 2016
Produced by Aereka
written, recorded and performed by Bigg Taj
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