Stop Play Rewind - Add-2, Rapsody

And this verse is like a welcome mat, I put you on the floor

I could fill the world up twice with all the things that you don’t know

Yo, do you give them receipts for every time you sell your soul?

Please don’t get offended by the questions that I ask

See through my competition so I shatter them like glass

Have a seat inside my chambers I hope you don’t mind the gas

Death is just a test it’s only right I let them pass away

Cookin' food for thought, the similes I make

I be cookin' food for thought like Tariq when he need a plate

And this food is from the soul, this is some high stakes

And the stakes is high like De La, Posdnuos, Dave and Maseo

Yo, watch her drop it like a maiden name

Don’t put me on the track your legs ain’t fit to run that race

And I’m feelin' like a mover, I will put you in your place

One time for Sonny Cheeba, two times for Geechi Suede

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You see I’m doper than the stuff that’s in your pockets, pipe or pedalin'

R-r-r-r-rock it, all you rappers out your element

Earth, wind and fire: Kwame, Linka, Wheeler

Earth, Wind and Fire: Maurice, Verdine, Philip

Homie you can call the cops, hot just like a boilin' pot

Watch the people transform when we roll out like the Autobots

Wouldn’t wanna be y’all, yea we gotta leave y’all

Fans stay down like a fat man on a see-saw

All these rappers sick, then I guess I’d be the antidote

You don’t have the ammo homie, what the hell you plannin' for?

I do just what I want plus everything you can’t

Girl your face aight but tell that ass I’m a fan

Spit that heat when I’m on that beat

Watch your step, better watch your feet

Get up out my seat, get up out my reach

Get up out my league cause I’m ‘bout to teach

When I wild out cause you find out I’m a beast

Throw a towel out, better bow down cause you see

Cause it’s mine now, put a sign out, when you foul out

Call time out t-t-t-t-

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Queen Rap, should be flyin' off the racks

They ain’t give interest before so I just go up on the tax

Small percentage of niggas who can rap the way I rap

Numbers don’t lie and that’s the number one fact there

Riley Curry the game, I’m not amused by your questionnaries

My blessings way up there aimin' for a two-peat

Ask me for a feature every beat’ll get a two-piece

Like ridin' shotgun, um hmm, that’s a two piece

Double entendre, queen of these streets

Every rewind you’ll find a new piece, brand, brand new piece, uh

Queen Rap, if they askin' what my name is

It ain’t Em but start with M, I got ‘em danglin' by they anklets

Marlanna what the fam call me cause Rapsody bow famous

But you could call me sister cause we ain’t gotta be strangers

The world might be messed up but I ain’t gon' let it change me

Add-2 from Jamla, Add-2 that’s two you just can’t hang with

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Playin' that’s my car, chose a pimp’s Cadillac

Imagination changin' the reality we at

You can try to drive far til your car get a flat

But everybody knows that you’ll be right back