Tired of getting knocked down I'm rolling with the punches
Codename duchess got my inches taking it to hundreds
Spitting lyrical combustion Murder niggas
With the dragons in my dungeon bitch I'm back on my music shit
Lucid trips screw loose but still equipped to whoop your ass
I'm running from the script I guess I'm acting now
My nigga T needed a verse so I grab my clips
Take aim and start gunning down ready for apocalypse
This the story of Legend 996
I'm using Jedi mind tricks to fool your optics
There ain't a time where I'm not zooted constant
Like nigga can you be more conscious lost my mind
To my crazy thoughts in my subconscious but I keep cautious
To keep them in their boxes By my demons
I keep on getting haunted
I'm putting up a fight but they still haunting me
I Often spit philosophies Leonardo and socrates
Ain't got shit on me I'm confident confident as cops can be
And I ain't rocking jewels cuz I'm to busy dropping these
The realist nigga in a multi city district
My distance is kept I ain't shootin' I be assistin'
You niggas looking envious My nigga Nvy lent me this
Raw like a paper ain't never been into censorship
F*ck a silver spoon I took the spoon and I bent the shit
Patient for my fate to be great and I meant that shit
But it's hella long like the wait at the dentist is
Need a George Forman 'til I'm slurring all my sentences
T Clipse - 996 Lyrics
T Clipse - 996 Lyrics
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Tired of getting knocked down I'm rolling with the punches
Codename duchess got my inches taking it to hundreds
Spitting lyrical combustion Murder niggas
With the dragons in my dungeon bitch I'm back on my music shit
Lucid trips screw loose but still equipped to whoop your ass
I'm running from the script I guess I'm acting now
My nigga T needed a verse so I grab my clips
Take aim and start gunning down ready for apocalypse
This the story of Legend 996
I'm using Jedi mind tricks to fool your optics
There ain't a time where I'm not zooted constant
Like nigga can you be more conscious lost my mind
To my crazy thoughts in my subconscious but I keep cautious
To keep them in their boxes By my demons
I keep on getting haunted
I'm putting up a fight but they still haunting me
I Often spit philosophies Leonardo and socrates
Ain't got shit on me I'm confident confident as cops can be
And I ain't rocking jewels cuz I'm to busy dropping these
The realist nigga in a multi city district
My distance is kept I ain't shootin' I be assistin'
You niggas looking envious My nigga Nvy lent me this
Raw like a paper ain't never been into censorship
F*ck a silver spoon I took the spoon and I bent the shit
Patient for my fate to be great and I meant that shit
But it's hella long like the wait at the dentist is
Need a George Forman 'til I'm slurring all my sentences
Codename duchess got my inches taking it to hundreds
Spitting lyrical combustion Murder niggas
With the dragons in my dungeon bitch I'm back on my music shit
Lucid trips screw loose but still equipped to whoop your ass
I'm running from the script I guess I'm acting now
My nigga T needed a verse so I grab my clips
Take aim and start gunning down ready for apocalypse
This the story of Legend 996
I'm using Jedi mind tricks to fool your optics
There ain't a time where I'm not zooted constant
Like nigga can you be more conscious lost my mind
To my crazy thoughts in my subconscious but I keep cautious
To keep them in their boxes By my demons
I keep on getting haunted
I'm putting up a fight but they still haunting me
I Often spit philosophies Leonardo and socrates
Ain't got shit on me I'm confident confident as cops can be
And I ain't rocking jewels cuz I'm to busy dropping these
The realist nigga in a multi city district
My distance is kept I ain't shootin' I be assistin'
You niggas looking envious My nigga Nvy lent me this
Raw like a paper ain't never been into censorship
F*ck a silver spoon I took the spoon and I bent the shit
Patient for my fate to be great and I meant that shit
But it's hella long like the wait at the dentist is
Need a George Forman 'til I'm slurring all my sentences
Writer: Nathaniel Morris, Ty Summers
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