Intro
3RACHA
Intro
1, 2, 3RACHA spotlight
As soon as it starts, it’s the highlight
What’s there to say? Just prove it, stick to the facts, keep it real
Hope you remember, you’re just a fake at best
Can’t even catch the rhyme and flow, you’re a rookie with that beat
With every growing worry, you don’t even try to solve it, just run away
Facing countless hurdles in front of me, I’ve dealt with them time and again
Before I run away, I’m all tensed up, I’m not backing down
I’m taking it all, got the seats filled, I’m like a fire with my rap skills
When it’s gym class, the teacher always says I set the standard
Do it my way, be a pillar in this era
No regrets, I’m lost in the beauty of the past
Before that guy gets away, I’m going for a straight K.O.
(Uh) Watching my front, getting ready, ignoring all the distractions around me, I’m not paying them any mind
Uh, it’s fading more and more, my life as an entertainer
No minor issues, my home ground is major
I be spending money like a king, though (king king)
We gon' live forever, do it slo-mo (ah)
Haters only hate because they live low (low)
This is our intro, turn up with our intro
I be spending money like a king, though (king) though
We gon' live forever, do it slo-mo (slo-mo)
Haters only hate because they live low (live low)
This is our intro, turn up with our intro
Pulling up the world, hey, got a real thing I know
A wild one with no reins, that’s the vibe, just a trace
Can’t breathe again, feels like I’m paralyzed, can’t move
My heart’s dying again, a nasty cold follows, like a beggar
Ayy, I’m a crazy one, riding the hell train, here to conquer, every time I’m in a fight, get get
Too much hype, bouncing around
Don’t get that gameplay, pay pay
You’re in hell, dominating the beat, you’re losing
Blasting my eardrums, it’s rough, like a bomb, rough rough
You’re feeling stuck, your rap’s stale and dry, can’t breathe, cough cough
Even if I do it every day, it feels old, like a dad’s rap
Let’s stop that and go to the afterlife, high-five with the reaper
This is just nervous, it’s just a ten for me, everything’s broken
With my mic in both hands, I’m spitting bars like thorns
Pop, pop, pop, pop, I’m here to claim my spot
This is just the interlude, but the haters’ faces say it all
I be spending money like a king, though
(king, king)
We gon' live forever, do it slo-mo (ah)
Haters only hate because they live low (low)
This is our intro, turn up with our intro
I be spending money like a king, though (king, though) (ah yeah)
We gon' live forever, do it slo-mo (slow mo) (woo, woo)
Haters only hate because they live low (live low) (haters hate, yeah)
This is our intro, turn up with our intro