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Oh, the Clicky. We in Marcin House on some fucking holiday Christmas Cypher shit. It's been like eight years since we Did a Christmas cypher, but we had to do One this year. We had to bring all of Philly together for th-this holiday joy spirit Bullshit, right? I'm Backwoods Santa in this Motherfucker. Let's fucking go, guy. Backwoods Santa, let's see you. Yeah. Let's go. Ayo, put your thumbs up for Quick, man. I don't normally do this, but you know, For him. Yeah. Potato, potato. It's the agent denial. We rage against hatred's revival. Outrageous, those wages, keep shaving them dollars. You made a promise, but you flagrantly waiting to Rob us. Come as you are, but this ain't Your nirvana. You gotta run from the law and Pray that you maybe survive 'em. Numbing us all, enslaving the brave and the logic. Summoning y'all became the new way to divide them. Punishing loss, I'm wandering off and hoping none of You become what you've been hustling for. They not love with you, they loving your force. How the fuck you tell someone that you loving Them more? They got conditions that they need you To meet so they can love you unconditionally. Yeah, you right. Nothing is wrong. They don't fuck with you unless you put 'em Up in your songs with free production from the Best that they can fucking afford. They don't wanna pay for tickets, they just come And perform. They don't wanna pay for mixing, They just wanna record. So when you stumble on your vision, tell 'em, "Fuck it, come on, keep going, we on." Uh, fuck it. Yeah. 16 and I'm out. Beast, let's go. M down. The Beast. Yeah. Yeah. Give it Irv. Yeah, Give it to Irv. You know what time it is. Merry Christmas. You know what time it is, ladies and gentlemen. Irv the Villain. Ghost Gang. M down nation. Let's go. It's like, what happened to us? What happened to love? This generation's in shambles And this life is fucked. I thought I wrote Enough about the subject, but I lost my confidence, So none of this shit went public. I felt so out of place when I got Back, I wouldn't show my face. I drink too heavy, looking foolish, so I took A break. Like lay low and hope that nobody Looks for you. Begging for help has done made Me uncomfortable. Bumming cigs, Mixing records for light cash and playing gigs. Watch six months of my life pass. I stopped writing 'cause I was scared that I Lost the shit. Either that or the records was Sounding forced as shit. I came home and found The whole city's rap scene was at war. You hear the beef in every 16. I got friends that I love that won't speak To me, and I'm just trying to remember what Music means to me. And here I go, still Spitting the same flow. I ain't been in here in a while, so Here we go. Hope that I really don't trip Up on my words. Every time I spit a Verse, it's like you hitting on the Irv. Shit, you know what time it is, the way That a nigga rhyming. I-R-V is the villain, I know Mandus on an island. Got the squad with me, the whole gang kick Lyrics. Anybody see us up on the street, They fear us. I'm saying we the fiercest dude To do it. Pour the old school Jay-Z, gave Niggas the blueprint. And I'm chilling here, spitting in the cypher. Light it up like a lighter. Got this, but I ain't got no lighter, no writer. Sometimes I do, and when I do, I got Songs people think are cool. And so I really hope you take a listen, I-R-V the villain. Hitting them with precision. Damn right, nigga. Huh. Let's go, Irv. Hey. You got it. That's talking about. I got patience. Who the fuck is you? Yeah. Corfu M down. M down. Corfu M down. M down. Corfu M down. Uh. So much heat. Sickening, now you're holding back dinner. Wavy, you're swimming. This the ghost of Mac Miller. Cha-ching, chi-ching, loaded mag filler. Every quote is packed in there to explode and Blast. Quiver like arrows attached. Enter from Eros's back. Bag on this, a Goldman sack. Splinters have you littered with love. It's liquor to buzz. It's thicker than butts on Strippers and just enough to be the fucking man With a feminine touch. It's lovely. Ain't nobody really killing this shit but me. Oh, what I'm about to do, they shit is Mild or mute, I'm husky. Got a gallon juice With gin filled to about the roof, so trust Me, I'm about to snoop. You're lucky I don't Crowd the room with nothing but a sound that's Proof I'm something that they about to lose. I must be every ounce of truth. I'm up like a house balloon and just be Flyer than the most of y'all. Guyattender Boca. If Chris Lighty was alive, I would Be Violator's chosen one. Type to shoot your homie, make you hold the Gun for fingerprints and claim my innocence when Opposing come. But light enough to be cool with Some. Real enough to be exposed to some. That gun I had you holding was a Focus That I focus on. They know I'm worthy. They cannot overwork me. I really be in Philly, But they know me over Jersey. Always keep it cool, but thrones is on the Throne, I'm curtsy, 'cause I'm going up whole cities And got all the gold as Xerxes. He might've been Leonidas if the Lord had mercy. But He don't, so I'm on. After all the hoes that hurt me, but there's Only one, and I'm her only son. These word puzzles is Kurt Russell and I'm Goldie Hawn. Always going overboard, but in the cut like Open source. Niggas think they pimping, I'm Proactive out here closing pores. Still shaking hands and holding doors. Making mans with older wars. Faking friends we don't, I'm sure. I hate it when your folks was yours. Now every team is mine, the dream combined. We know the score 'cause every team is family. When you own the court, uh, ask me if You can play. Not actually stupid, hey, but you Can say my flow is the motherf-uh, Tooth decay. But you know that I'm ruthless, hey. You can ask around 'cause the M is down. And if it's not up, then y'all niggas get The upper with the cutting. Yeah, I'm with my cousins. Yeah, I'm with my family. About to get it grimy. Niggas looking at me Am me. Yeah, they air me. Wishing I was with Rich now. Man, this shit's wild. Corfu. M down. Corfu. M down. Corfu. M down. So much heat. Let's go. Uh. Guy. MPH underscore spares, north side of Philly. All city is mine. But, um, Let's talk to the people. Uh, Uh, Uh. You gotta watch the fake ones that's not Real. You know the To think that they fly Than Hot Wheels and hold a gun. The truth is, never even loaded one, But let alone talk about shooting and then holding One. I can't hold my tongue, them haters done Got me mad. Thought I was slipping, but I'm Focused, that's what got me past the trials and Tribulations that I probably had. No hesitation, put the hammer in my hand and I'ma chop me fast. Like when you tell them snake niggas to come Out the grass. Real niggas pose like them soldiers And let them choppers blast. Gun to the back of your head, then tell You drop the bag. Then run deep in your Pockets and pulling out your cash. Tell you if you make a move, then it's About your ass. When you was part of the Future, now you about the past to the afterlife. Bullet meet you at the light. 'Cause you ain't See that thing when he was squeezing from the Right. Good evening for your night. The shells could be telling your brain cells that Everybody's leaving for the night. Now it's caution tape surrounding the pole. Somebody called the cops, so now they bout to Ramp the patrol. Say my squad 'cause we're with A cold. Glock with 17 waiting to get a Hater exposed. But since a buck been a buck Been meditated on my brain. Since a youngin', man, my OGs schooled me to The game. Like getting money, fucking bitches was The route to the plane. Fuck them bitches, get The bread, I need the loot in my hand. And who for some change? Bitch better be using Her brain. Only for giving mean fuckers, then Chewing the train. Me and my gang hustle hard, Hell sleep in the rain. But it's kind of difficult when you try to Sleep through the pain. See how we ride, me And my gang did this since knee-high. Fighting for what's yours like Denzel in the Book Of Eli. Black bandit, you don't gotta question if He ride. We bust shit like the 17 and The 60. The Glock hold the 17, K got 60. I'm shooting until my gun jam, my man Shoot till it's empty from empty. Feel me? Yeah. What up? My name is As-K, I represent the Almighty legendary Corfu AM down. Rest in peace Rich Quick. I don't gotta be harmed 'cause I do no Harm. I'm the bomb like Christie Zarella chicken Parm. The don dating your daughter and I hit It on prom night. I specialize in getting a Song right. Am I wrong? Get settled in 'cause you're in for a long Flight. How many times I seen you since you Said it was on sight? You call yourself Mike, but your mic been gone. You fucking with a white bitch, but you not King Kong. You ain't even Joe Young, your ego So stung. The people know dumb, boy, your steelo Ho-hum. You beat your own meat, I beat my Own drum. You ain't a live MC, do you Even know one? No one is ever seeing me Or even on my frequency. Should definitely hang it but you lacking the common Decency. Bring it on and beef with me, then Fade into the ether. A you versus a me Is like a student versus teacher. Peace. Right. That's Corfu! It's Quan. That's Corfu! Look, if every man is a king, Why does no one wear a crown? We out here pushing that rock, but watch it Keep falling down. And they get paid on the Clock, increase their income, don't stop. But we get paid on the block and gotta Clock out when it's hot. They say these bricks Build the streets, the only keys we can keep. And then they say your wings are mud if You too close to the heat. All right, let's change the plot. Present day, Daedalus, Icarus shot by cop. Facts. Whoa. I'm from a hood where nothing ever go as Planned. So I almost lost my mind when I Heard the hit, bam. Like damn, like why they Had to take my nigga? Couldn't square up with A boxer, so he had to pull the trigger. That's some nut shit. It's cool, we gon' be all right. I got Swirva on my left, I got Sparz On my right. Nigga Key up in the booth Recording shit like every night. Trying to make it out the projects and go And book a flight. Uh, you write some action, I'm with it. Pull up, blocks, windows tinted. In it, you'll be here in a minute. Bullets all in your children. Nah, I ain't feeling careless, man, it's just how I'm feeling. Whoa. I said, I reminisce that my niggas could walk Up out that dirt. Remember I lost Rich, I never asked him for a verse, that shit Hurt. But it's cool, I'm a swag, Though. Yeah, it's Quan. I'm in my bag, ho. Yeah. Yeah, it's Corfu AM down at the mighty Marston House. Shout out to my Corfu brothers. Big Corfu! Oh, that, that feel good. That feel good. Shout outs to Rich Quick, Corfu. Hell yeah! Bitch, I said Corfu. Hell yeah! Dumb Ugly in this bitch. I'm just gonna rap how I rap. Actually, I'm gonna spit a Ren. I never spit Rens at Marston House. Right, Mason? Let's go. I'm taking way more time than I needed to Take. Nah, take more time. Uh, hakuna matata, the thing go potato, Cotata. Your mom call me daddy, you can call Me your father. Twin barrel shotty that'll see you Tomorrow. Smoke leak, leave you leaking like a Faucet or farmer. Sad bitch with your wrist to Wrist looking Kabbalah. Keep it a bean father. Allahu Akbar, you Abdul Paula. Hardcore chopper like the Brooklyn brawler. Get with it like a otter pop, popping my Collar. In a whole stone like Mancala, check it, A king get cornered. No dice, no dollar. You get swallowed on the street like your mama. Shoulda, coulda, woulda avoided some drama. You been good, I been lauded, I'm allotted with The llama. Chest plate, chicken parmigiana. Rode on with honor. You got me fucked up, Red's Rose and corner. Dusted in smoke like ganja, pussy Perona. Officially a fish though, the pistol. Black and decker your grill like a mistro. In the ass like Sisqó. Spit lube or Crisco, won't miss you with missiles. Subliminal, flash of Illuminati symbols. Uh, it must've been the ugly face. Talking shit like I gained a ton of weight. You should thank me, it's a pillow when I Fuck your mother's face. Dumb Ugly, Corfu AM down. Rich Quick for motherfucking ever. Mighty, mighty Marston House. Let's go! He's alive! 'Tis the Season. I just came to talk my shit. Can I talk my shit? Yes, you Let me talk my shit. Yo, I got rhymes for every nigga in the Streets that rap. Split a 16 with me and Get your head detached. I'm reckless, black. Step in my circle, I'll hurt you. Smoke your ass like a dime Of that purple. Dudes be fronting, but all I do is laugh At them. They all garbage, yo, my crew throwing Trash at them. Get your man 'cause Nino will Blast at him. He couldn't be hard if a Bitch threw her ass at him. What you acting for? 'Cause you can get sprayed in box. What you think I got them ratchets for? If trouble's what you want, your man, I pack A jaw. And I crack- We kill niggas and provide the caskets. 'Cause the money long like Moreno pants. Everybody wanna battle, tell 'em get they cake up. 'Cause they couldn't cop platinum or gold if they Caked up. Never see fiends when that jerk come Out. I got fiends river dancing when my work Come out. I got heads everywhere, They love my dick. 'Cause on the first if They buy one they get one free. I'm a hustler, you know I stay with a Stack now. Nickname is The Rock, the way I Lay the smack down. Most of these rappers be Stuntin', send 'em after the shots. And see if they pop up like Jack in The Box. Big as a man, dim as a Crater. Not close to God, above the players and Past the haters. Niggas get their head cracked, They'll lose they data. Catch bullets like receivers From the Oakland Raiders. And niggas mad that the flow is mean. 'Cause the work got head and dope fiend, It was stronger than chlorine. I stay on the strip, my bitch like shielding Toxic. Criminal constant, killin' 'em constant, Baby. 'Cause I don't care if they bodybuilder. Now take a shot from the shotty and tell Me how your body feel. One thing about us is we'll probably kill. Once you hit, you're my, my, my like Johnny Gill. The sword might kill but guarantee this time He will. Leave your ass with a hollow grill. You dudes frontin' still, might get whipped with the Glock. From the shit that you pop, catch sixteen, You drop and stop. Yo, if you stuntin' like You hot. You'll be the first fool to have A truck without a top. Tired of playin' around. If these cats keep talkin' then they ass will Be under the ground. They must take me for slouch. Talkin' 'bout they run streets, all they do is Run they mouth. Please, give me a break, You're just another vic. Call yourself Marriott, You're like a Motel 6. Woo. Yeah. Yeah. Let's go. Let's go, baby, let's go. Yeah. Fuck that. Merry Christmas and shit. Let's get it poppin'. Look, Mig Sunny. Let's go. Yo. Yo, the only thing hairier and scarier than Gritty. From New York but my pen landed in Your city. The spirit of my family is with Me. My pops grew up in the Mount Airy Area of Philly. I don't care if you're superstitious But you should know. The year I moved here We happened to win the Super Bowl. Live from the studio. Listen to this musical Declaration of independent artists, shit is Beautiful. Skukle flow, ride like a trolley. I'm probably under the L puffin' a L smellin' Godly. Or you can find me flexin' at the Nest. Who's next? Uh, to get it off my chest. Blessed, I'm a wiz with the wit. Peace to core crew, long live Rich Quick. Yeah. Shit, in Philly it's nothing funny. But I'm here now, so it's officially always sunny. All right. Okay. Okay. Let's go. Let's go. Long, long live Rich Quick. Yeah. I go by the name of Delpi. Check it. Delpi, let's go. I got you. Yo, Check it. Listen. I said, I'm motivation if you Wendy. Never change your mind state to get a Benji. Don't let the net have your brain in a Frenzy. Most of these likes and follows powered by Hatred and envy. It's just a way to get the drop on You. Say if your wave on poppin' they hop On you. It's in again, can't say I did Not warn you. Times change, it's not normal. A bunch of cop chasers and trolls. They in the crib pissed I'm out chasing my Goals. Not only got the product but we stay On the road. lames want a free ride without Paying the tolls. Not productive. Meanwhile the title's in my clutches. Ambition and a death bed blow, I got the Public's attention. Ask around, I'm the one that They mention. Run my division. Sign 'em up, tell 'em like listen. Full attention and quiet, I want them to listen. I ain't done, I want a extension. On a hunt for redemption, 'bout to take it To another dimension. King P's from the W, trust us we're winnin'. Uh, King P's on four four, believe it's more In store. Soon to go on tour, red carpet Treatment, more awards. I sit back and let 'em wonder, calm before The storm. Man hunger, splash brothers, I'm for sure to score. Playing step ball, type You wanna place your bet on. Look adversity in the face and take your head On. Legs is dead wrong and like the game Don't need me pronto. Overlook me, underrated, Leave me out the convo. Like they don't see the following. Still I keep it dabbing. Once I'm on the screen they wanna speak and High five me then. Nah, I'm like try again. Leeches when I get in. Just for the believers, giving everything I got for Them. Rooted for me when I was down and Ensured that it happened. Hip-hop in the truest form is more than just Rapping. Crowds applaud when I perform, my aura Attracts them. Since a buck I've been accustomed, Born with this passion. Yeah. Let's go. Mike. What more does he asketh? He's right there on his back plant. To the back of his foot off with the Pivot. Before the pivot of the Lords had the Power to draw the cards. We really showed them that we wield the swords. With the sword, back of the dragon. And we still make the engineer to the Ford. It's the war machine that is following through Galaxy of the Star Lord. I'm there on the board with a surfer. And they call me cosmic on the verses. I be dropping that like street bangers. You know killer pile driver from the hearses. Either way I be doing mad type of viral. Flows though sick when they worsen. But I'm back with all of the memos. PSA is so urgent. Right there with a foreigner. Everybody trying to talk about a foreign chick. From the Asiatic, from the Orient. I'm right there, gotta make my direction. Production of the Orient with an Orion's belt. I'm right here wherever. Ryan would melt to the ground with the lava. Go from every type of space to the builder. Show him that I cover. Ill, got them beans on Java. For the Celtic, Irving on my Kyrie. Still gotta make this to the time of the Speed. That's I and the Sky need. Still drop it, show them what I embody. The body of the M, can't forget the house. Mister, master of the magnetism. Before he shows all of the prisms. You got the spares. All my people toasting, Holidays and beers. And we gon' still gon' bring it in 'cause Energy- Young as they say, we are so immortal. Got plaques coming our way. The cultivators when they innovate. Still getting that on my speedway Yeah, let's go. Fast. He's faster than he was when Amdam. Khorfu. Amdam. Thank you, thank you, I appreciate it. He's faster than he's blacking out. No. Faster than he's blacking out. All right. You don't run the beat, you just run your Mouth. It's gotten to the point where all your Bars is running out. And you lost substance, You stuck trying to talk with clout. But it's wack as fuck, we don't care what You talking about. As far as I'm concerned, they Know me well, I still reel you. From the book of Michael, verse 16 with the Holy grail. God body with the god body, They know my steez. It snatches life, then put It on ice like Mr. Freeze. Since I'm with the DJ, I been with The DJ. To put a backspin on verses to Place it on replay. You either gas crazy and Down on ass, baby. But you ain't obey your Lord, so I guess you been trash lately. Itching to snatch the mic, go 'head and stunt. Smoking on the spooky wawa, nigga, blood on my Blunt. It's middle finger to the system. We dickie dancing with these bitches and these Niggas lost the difference, like go 'head and jump. How you gon' battle with the gods when you Can't clash with a titan? Snatch a trident from Poseidon then embed it with lightning. Who better with fighting? You can catch these hands At a steady rate. The uppercut make 'em levitate, Here's your Nietzsche fate. With the trigrams, my Palms be in rotation. If it's issues, I instant transmission to your Location. With a pump like a asthmatic, No need for the space. Or the shots, they Coming closer than vodka without the chaser. To leave you in sheer amazement, this glove on My hand. I'm putting poles in your man, give Your soul a displacement. Fucking altercation, But I'm accepting all challenges. The blade holds the spirits to fall in my Soul caliber. This intergalactic war for your balls, This old Gallagher. Space harrier with a cannon in Space areas. I run laps around rap cats, Race barriers. The god MC has been awakened, Erase carriers. Uh, this god body, But I sound cocky. I run around pound for Pound, I'm the sound's Rocky. Dog, my dick brave as shit, but her mouth Sloppy. And I pop wheelies in the pussy like A Kawasaki. Uh, Khorfu Amdam. Yeah, Khorfu Amdam. Let's Go, my G. Thank you. Yo, I'm Killa Kels. Let's go, Killa. Listen. I'm on your side. There's a difference between a Freestyle and a free verse. A freestyle isn't written or rehearsed. It's time to boost amigos 'cause you know the Truth hurts. I show you what it is and What it isn't. I never apologize for being Realistic. Let's keep it real and admit it, A lot of these MCs are timid. Just gimmicks they like to mimic. You better not quit your day job. I am right here to do my job. I got a couple brothers that's ready to go Up top while I go off top. I'm just here to make your heart drop into Your sphincter. And let you feel the vibration like You turned down the ringer. Like I said, I'm Killa Kels, and Khorfu and Thor Takeover's in the building right now. Shout to Margin House. Yeah, let's go. Seven Shots. Uh, Uh. A whole life, no credit. Sun up to down, ground so wet it. I gotta bounce so I don't drown, pathetic. Bopping, heads pounding, this song edit. Boots soundproof, that shit be spitting my value. Video shoots and big loot, legit truth, I'm lone debted. Fuck it, the new home, what Better? I clone genetic. Tell my jawn, "Don't sweat it." I was holding on to the wrong connection. Chrome-loaded weapons, hoes texting it with no Protection. I had low affection, stolen Benz, Rolling hectic. You think you can flow synthetic, Nigga, we're respected. Had the fo-fo, sure Directed. Cobra detected, but so accepted. Someone you don't wanna mess with, hope the deaths Was like no effect it. Painting sculptures and sketches. Hoes had me with a swollen erection. I passed through testing, a bunch of questions. I could've stoned it guessing. Microphones, I bless a strong expression. Shit, cat, my flow the freshest. When I was young, my mama showed aggression. Totally zoned like a Roman peasant. I was, I was, I was thrown in wretchedness. I'm prone to death, I'm left to be roamed, Deceptive. The rest of my soul was naked, I felt so neglected. Focused through, decode the Message. Anticipated to have learned a vocal lesson. I'm what the coach expected. I damn near broke the record. I'm blown, so imagine if this verse was pregnant. Seven Shots. Yo, yo. It's been a minute, man. Yo, yo, U dash N-I-K. I move fast, M-I-A. Like who that? Dare I say. That new rap nigga killing it, act like you Been feeling it. Mad inconsiderate, gangster and a Gentleman. Advanced precedence, mad weapons, But I don't need 'em. I walk to the Spot, but I don't see 'em. They talking a lot, but I don't see 'em. Barely on my radar. MCs play hard, acting like I won't eat 'em. Listen, Okie Dope, your whole style is a phony Joke. Toe to toe, go the whole round with The rope-a-dopes. Once you taking shots, you better Hope we toast. 'Cause you ain't even remotely close To being remotely close. Before we go, let me show there's more to Be repping. A force to be reckoned, recognize a Legend with presence. This is target practice. No gun range, I can call the rap and Order snap. To take the hand off, and I Call it back and forth for marriage. Got me feeling like I caught the pass and Your reaction is like when you copped your first Starter jacket. That shit is mad hopping, ill since The sandbox. Pill popping, Xanax, crack rocking, The crack spot. Treat it like a matchbox, I Treat it like a boxing match. Watch me spaz, watch for the hook when I Cock it back. If the shots land, I know That you ain't stopping at our body tracks. About to start rocking with a hockey mask. Unique Styles. What, what, what, what? Furthado. Uh. Mm. Catch it. Mm. Catch it. It's still the same regardless of the pain. We maintain through the years and we're still here. Generations and decades have spanned. Still we stand like a man, like men. Never bend, never give in. Rebel with no cause, yeah, you can test my Chin. Guaranteed it won't break, guaranteed it won't Crack. So you better just fall back till your Neck crack. Perk'd up flow, never lack. Never relax, you better pop a Xanax and just Chill. Forever rolling kill, you know he got skill. Still here to fulfill his destiny and dreams. Holding onto things even if it's cliché. I don't give a fuck what they say. Go along with my own mind. Yeah, I don't even pray unless I'm meditatin'. Uh, and now I'm fucking, uh, escapin'. I'm done with demonstratin'. Yeah. Let's go. Guys. Let's go, gang. Talk to to him. Yo, man. Talk to him. It's Trey Digger, I came in the 1Z. To prove a point, motherfucker, there is one me. One G, I be throwin' the thumb. It's Korfu, M-Down, might go in her butt. She with it. And I fully acquit it, I admit it. I'm nice and handsome, Finish, you ain't with it. And you're the one that with the God. I will murder your mirage, pull up in the Mirada. Mercury, I be on a different planet. Charge up, release all my cards like Gambit. Royal flush, you go straight down the toilet. I told you I'm brawlin' and I'm really with It. Really with this shit since Rich Quick died. And I lost royalty, how you gon' fuck with Me? They both got my back, both throwin' the Thumb. His style looks soft, it's about to get Gummed. She don't understand what it is until the Dick out. Then she understand it's like the Beanstalk, big sprout. It's no doubt if I'm nice with the bars. You wanna know where I pull up, is it The car? Uh-huh, straight off the scepter. Give you a lecture, lookin' at Hannibal Lecter. Mr. Inspector, go, go gadget. Holdin' on the rabbit. Puttin' it in her body, she lickin' on the Carrot. Well how many diamonds do you want? You can get this pearl, I ain't never gon' Front. It's the wookie, I'm after the cookie. I told you before, I drink the eggnoggy then Take the nookie. I'm so raw, nigga, I'm so good. I'm so Trey Digger, Nigga, I'm hood. In Masta House and I always show off. This the final level and I'm the big boss. No tummy, nigga, no I'm not Rick Ross. I'm more Eminem, but your style more feminine. You a wit degenerate, I quick to get it Wit. I told you I got 1,000 wins inside Of my body. Mr. Miyagi plus other kinds of karate. How you gon' stop me? What y'all, nigga? What y'all, niggas? Think y'all gon' do it, I'll kick off, niggas. Therapy the clip, you be lookin' like a lemon. Plus I'm John Lennon and I'm not thinnin'. I be eatin' weak rappers, bad bitches, and the Rhymes. I be killin' beats in Masta House all Of the time. How do I follow that? NDC 2019, Young K to the- Let's Oh, man, it's the flow that be keepin' 'em in a trance. Ha. Spit that venom when The mic is in my hand, yeah. I gotta make a wave and let 'em know Who I am. If I want it, I got It, they never stood a chance. It's like I see life amplified. I wanna live out what I fantasize. Be aware that you have more power that you Can harness within you, but regardless. Should I use it to my advantage? That's what I can't decide. Gettin' better progressively so they're hostile. 'Cause they just caught up to graspin' my old Style. I get dismissed then a second guess, they Ain't notice the penmanship. And I just hit my stride, you better watch Out. Okay, who's next? This gon' be a upset. Whenever a killer beat, I'm the unusual suspect. Patience makes time your most powerful asset. Said I'm on another frequency, but I'm ready for The worst and I think I started expectin' it. Mixed drinks lead to mixed emotions and messages. Didn't wanna let her win, but I think she Got the best again. Now in my heart she's a permanent resident. Yeah, Yeah, we out. Uh. You better watch out. You better not fuck with this boy. Trey and Dig. Korfu, M-Down. This fucking guy. All I'm bout, I'm about to talk to him, A'ight? Talk to him. All right. Talk to him. All right. Black. Listen here, I'm about to spread some Christmas cheer. Punch Frosty in his mouth while I Drink this beer. I can't fuck with your rhymes, They all ornaments. Sweep the leg in the All Valley Tournament. Trey. Ho, ho, motherfucker, it's the Fu dog. You gettin' cut from the list like you Pluto. Uh, jack your shit like the fucking Grinch. Hey. Your crew is all fish, I can see You flinch. Hey. Uh, deck the halls when we Come to brawl. Ripping through your Christmas tree With the chainsaw. Hey. Uh, I'm the Ghost of Christmas Yet to Come. What? shoot like Markelle Fultz, you a fucking Bum. OVO-O. And it's always them. That's a God, by dawn, Lord Minja in this Bitch. OVO. All right. King Ghost. Yeah, take one. Merry Christmas. Oh, thank you, thank you. Merry Christmas. Hey. Er, er, er, er. Listen, man, listen, man. Lot of y'all rappers on bullshit. I'm lettin' off full clips in the pulpit. With Korfu, M-Down, the cool kids. And you not a nut just 'cause you suck Full dick. Uh. Lost a lot of money on bullshit. What's left Money on me, I'm bullshit, really. Lost lot money on... mm, hold up, hold up. Lost a money on bullshit. What's left money I'm Bullshit, really. Saw the homies, I'm cool, but What's not coolin' with the homies, I'm cool with It, really. I think it's funny when I know It, ain't knowin' that means easy humor, I'm cool With it, really. I could be the gum, knock Your shoulder in, but I'm off the chocolate in My mind, I don't school niggas, really. Uh, uh. Wait, my fault. Keep that though. Someone limited that appeal of This would be criminal. I'm sure, indiscriminate When prescribing it. It's a miracle, I'm cured. I was sick of it, high as Icarus. I was out of it, I was into it. While we civil though, live in images. It was pivotal, there's more. Smoking algae in the Maldives. Close your mouth, please. You ain't 'bout these. Down South Beach, on the south street. Sell the house east and the miles east. Ain't about beef, they'll out-leave. Bone Thugs-arm, I'ma let the cow see. Chuck Outlaw, I'ma let the cow see. Double still double S, I saw Crowley. Uh, it's Rich Quick forever. Snip the tag out of your Christmas sweater. Corfu and they'll always do it better. No matter the weather. It could be sunny or Raining. You know you're never containing. The bars that we reign in. Raging on you, breaking out of cages. The steel, it be stainless. Man. Better know what the name is. Uh-huh. Masta House. Let's go, bro. You got this. P and B chillin', shit, man. You me. Yeah, I'm done with the lies. I've been broke for a while. I've been dealing with females and ain't deal with Inside. I've been running to them for shelter and Trying to hide. I need to spit up all Of this doubt and start swallowing pride. I got things to work on. I will fix them in time. I've been moving at Godspeed. Sorry, ain't on your time. Bring beef my way, Press play. You won't get to rewind. Might fast-forward so I can make sure we skip Through your lies. Stop it. Act real, guess it's a disguise. Say they want to see you win. Whole time want my demise. They so mad I ain't quit. They really want me to die. They know God on my side. That's why I'm gonna rise. So many dark nights turned bright, I almost went Blind. Shit, they lost me back in the stu' When they told me to lie. Strictly positive positivity. Niggas ain't forget what I do, they forgot to Mention me. I've been on my stay real low To the bottom feeling me. So I can blow all the way up to A tower building, be Boston Bombers. Take trips, go printer. I got Austin Powers. I can deal with soft niggas or hard-ass cowards. I'm in the hood, staying out the way, chill And silent. Humble like Martin, but I ain't Non-violent. I know they can't stand it. P and B, I stamped it. Beating niggas up with my own mechanics. Body, body, head, head, body. Head body. Punching on cops, CEOs, Or mall guard and security. Please, need backup. Requesting fans to back up. For shit get drastic and need ice to back Up. Free all my niggas down. Can't wait till them niggas back up. Wreck Philly shit, the P and B fucking rap Club. And I feel like it's a, uh, Or some shit like, look. They try to trick me out my spot as If they David Blaine. So now I ask for More money like I'm Damon Wayans. This game a dirty shame. Came to bring the major pain. Stay inside my lane, away from lames, because we Are not the same. Push come to shove, pushing The point. Fake beef behind my back, niggas Judas, Of course. They backstabbers. Smile in the face of your boy. Know I'm Neo for the blue pill. I take it, you're done. Shit, I call Morpheus To put me in The Matrix. I ain't basic. I brought my niggas out the Basement. I open doors like Mr. Bentley, I'm patient. And the reason they keep it young and... Yeah, or some shit, man. P and B, cheers, ballin' and everything. Yeah. We got a surprise for you. All way from the 302. In here with Corfu. Let's go. I love you. Let's go. Danger. Beat the track blue and black like a pair Of pennies. Prefer Louis XIII when comparing Henny. We down funny talk, shopping on money markets is The only time you will ever see me trade On my city. As for the USA Today, Heed my warning swiftly. Don't be the next piece Of deadly stock. Get a strap for the K to swing from The shoulder like Ken Griffey. And load it with venom like Eddie Brock. Now watch me marvel in the studio. Desperado, I throw the guitar to my cutie bro. Send you on a fantastic voyage, Coolio. Conducting wild biz. Hang with some foul kids. We quick to pull your cards like Yu-Gi-Oh. Don't put off what can get murked today. Long as you work for yourself, no one can Jerk your pay. Bad mind forward, bad mind pull Out and spray. I'm a thunderous clip. Should've known that I'd come with this shit. It's for Rich Quick. You know he looked down On us, and we do this shit to get Rich quick. Yeah. My style chrome on the truck like Dow Jones. They money fluctuate up and down while up In PA where the smile froze. Like tell me, where his style go? In my pocket, I stuff cheese in four-door like Calzones. Let me slow down till they screaming, "I'm with you." Attempt drive-by, blow his mailbox in the kitchen. They call me mister. Get the club shaking off The Richter. Sending chairs through the air like bar Mitzvahs. I can stay off the radar and tear His grit up. Turn a whole block into a RIP pin-up. Spaz on you. Because when you broke, honeys laugh and dudes act Like reverse cowgirls and turn their back on you. My name's Danger. Despite appearances, I'm way over your head like tractor and trailer Clearances. Don't forget I thug it out like I'm Supposed to. Strap on the K while I'm puffing On a Doja. And concrete can't stop a shot, I told you. Because once I let off, it Stop bending and it folds up. Yeah, it's popping on your block and you don't Fall there. Turn you to a real life advertising Lawn chair. Fold you back like that. How a peanut sound when you out a shell, Crack like that. How beats go in the waste, They don't rap like that. They need to cut You from the track, lumberjack that wax. I stand tall with straight facts and dish out The backhand slap. Whole niggas burnt out like a Black hair match. Haze from the Buddha statue, Fat man sacks. I upgraded the flow, it ain't Dope, it's Afghan crack. Should've known that I played a hitman for hire. Do you like Godfather, backseat with the wire? So let your man know, because he too can Get left face down in the garden like Marlon Brando. I used to chirp two birds with one Phone. To make a drop and pick up two-thirds Of one loan. Nicknamed my connect Big Pots because With a stove if you want, he can cook Two birds into one stone. I'm true to myself, but I shy away from Gimmicks. Don't make me pop by your house for Me spinach. I rock the crowd, making sure to Move the crowd because it's getting a little loud And your shorty want to fight. Dreaming of Porsche spikes with headlights that's Orange and white. When I pull up it look Like flashlight salesman on your porch at night. Listen closely because this'll pass you by. This statement for the ones getting locked for the First time. If you told the feds nothing and They still failing to work, don't be surprised. Unlike how, who, what, and when, they wearing wires. That's why I'm picking up big guns and aiming Lasers. Spud on the shotgun that's called baked Potatoes. Because I'd rather life over death than Hang around some architects because life is what you Make it later. Masta House. Let's go. Masta House. Let's fucking go. Mighty Mighty fucking go, guys. Let's fucking go. Corfu. Corfu. And down. Corfu. And down. So much heat. Yo, this shit, this was officially our longest Cipher we've ever done. It was long as shit, but it was bars. This shit was all bars. Yo, this a, fucking, I don't care what you Celebrate. I know you felt the love in the Room when you watch this shit. Merry Christmas, Happy Holidays, fucking Kwanzaa, Fucking Hanukkah, fuck all that shit. We don't care. We love everyone. Happy Festivus. Festivus for the rest of us. Masta We, we love atheists. We love everybody, man. We all people. We all rock. This is Philly hip hop right here, man. We a fucking family, and we all love each Other even though we sometimes don't get along. We love each other. We do this shit for Rich Quick. Let's fuck-Yo, real quick, shout out to Get Up. Shout out to Get Up for the Rich Quick stencil and this dope ass Gritty right on The wall. But yo, we love everybody, Man. Mighty Mighty Masta House. Let's fucking go, guys. Uh, Yeah, uh. We in that Mighty Mighty Masta House. We in that Mighty Mighty Masta House. We in that Mighty Mighty Masta House. We in that Mighty Mighty Masta House. Fade it out.